Convicted

I spent 6 years terrified you'd find me in my slumber. Petrified I'd come to find.. that death had called my number. I spent 9 months in hiding so you'd never know I'd conceived. Coming to the realization that I'd never be free. From you... I felt your hand around my throat, under my shirt, in my hair. I felt the tension in your grip and the hatred in your stare. I flinch under the running water when I remember how it hurt. I remember crying on my knees as you told me the little of my worth. I saw a glimpse of you today... The bile rising just behind my tongue. I felt the shaking in my hands and the fire in my lungs. I kept my shoulders back so you'd never see my fear. I never looked directly at you... But your bitter voice was crystal clear. I nearly choked giving my statement, I spoke louder than before I recite how you'd abused me and under oath I swore. you tried to speak to me but the judge was quick to interrupt. Your silence was like a blades edge... he just didn't know you well enough. You tried to manipulate the court, You tried to plead your case. But when you admitted to those crimes.... I knew you sealed your fate. "that's true but there's more to it" you said like it was something you could deny. I knew right then I'd won and felt the tears gather in my eyes. Granting the motion in my favor.. After everything I've been through... With a sense of safety... I know.... There's nothing more that you can do.