Alone
A pain in her chest
The kind that only comes at night
When the sky is black
When her door is locked.
When she lays in bed by herself
When she wakes up at 3 in the morning
Hoping for relief
But never gets it..
The feeling in her gut
Like she’s done something wrong
Done something to deserve feeling guilty.
For absolutely nothing.
And the fear.
The fear of falling asleep,
Falling vulnerable to the possibility of violence
The fear of not waking up when the night is done,
Yet, the fear of waking up to a pounding on her door and in her chest.
She can’t escape it.
Can’t escape him.
Everywhere she goes..
The fear of him follows.
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