It Can Take A While <3
My hand did type, and then he came,
That bastard man, I forget his name,
He took me away, from my home,
To a far away place, to me, unknown.
His reasons were shit they made no sense.
He said he loved me, but I’d built up a fence.
So when he whispered in my ear.
His affectionate murmurs, I did not hear.
And so I guess, that’s why he hurt,
When his hands, ripped off my shirt,
He said it was all, for my own good,
Even when, he was drenched, in my blood.
So then, I prayed, and guess who came,
Some formal men, in justices name.
They left me there, but came once more,
Restraining that man, smashing through the door.
I cried and laughed, as he was lead away,
Away from my life, they will make him pay.
I never told them, that I had been raped,
Because I don’t feel yet, like I have escaped.
That man, I know, still haunts my soul.
But I must continue, and break through his mould.
They say that one day, I will finally see.
That, that man is gone, he is away from me.
So I’ll find some courage, inside my heart.
I will fix the wounds, that tore me apart.
Because I am strong, I can get through.
If I learn to live again, I hope you do too.
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