Cruel Intentions

Treated you like a queen Thoughts all pure and serene Left for dead like you're nothing more than garbage Scattered possessions strewn amongst devastating carnage Holding on within an inch of your life Not sure how you survived the wrath of each jab of that knife You hear a noise, did he come back to finish the job? Can barely breathe let alone uncontrollably sob Scavengers hover above in the sky There's no time to comprehend or question why Slow your shallow breathing, you need to survive Glance up at the sun, somehow you keep hope alive You'll surely die if you lie waiting in isolation for help Get your wits about you, fully intact is your scalp Lifeless is your body, you've never been this weak Adrenaline kicks in and suddenly your furthest from meek Slowly by the grace of God you made it to a road Now into hands of professionals your life you unload You pulled through and can't help but feel shame although it wasn't your sin Alive, but feel defeated did you really win? This wasn't your fault, you weren't to blame This life altering traumatization, you'll surely never view things the same With time comes healing although your innocence you can't gain back You're irreplaceable and somehow you'll get your life on track Hopefully you can help save another from a similar fate How can one soul be consumed by so much hate? With his hidden agenda, polluted are thoughts now furthest from clean How could anyone's intentions be so cruel or mean?