I was only a girl…
And I had no power…
To stop him…
And I tried to stop it….
But I wasn’t strong enough…
My heart still panics in black memories…
My mind still dreads the promise in his eyes drenched in rage…
It still scares me…
When I think of what he could do when no one was watching…
Because he had murder in his eyes those nights…
And any trace of love and kindness were absent from his sights…
A father should never raise a hand to his daughter…
But I was a lamb carried blindly to the slaughter…
Those wounds will take time and tears to heal…
I’m now embracing the pain and letting myself feel…
Because he’ll never see justice for what he did to me…
But his own punishment….
Is that he will be the one who will never be free…
