A Victim

How would you feel if you woke up and you’re surrounded by pain? Everyday you rise up to the sound of rain pounding at your window. How would you feel if someone hit not only your physical bean but Inner self, and you were not happy with the cards you were dealt? The bruises on your body are a symbol of power, power that allows For your mind to open your eyes to leave. I’m scared to leave because He says he loves me and I’m scared to live life without him. How would you feel if the lips that speak of love are connected to The hands that kill you everyday? Late at night you scream, “GOD” he hears his child’s cry loud and clear He comes and touches your heart and whispers, “it’s time to go my dear.” How would you feel if you left and the love you thought left you to rot In a hospital bed or even left you for dead? As you lay helpless in this cold small room with IVs and monitors on you, You hear Gods voice “you’re free.” How would you feel if you felt your heartbeat for the first time beat on its own? You turn your head and see one of Gods own angels, and you know your pain Is set free and your not a victim anymore. How would you feel?....