Quiet No Longer

Hope Withdrawn

She came home crying

Tears blinding the path ahead.

Screams echoed behind.

Twigs snapping beneath,

She tripped on the pavement stone

Awaiting the fall.

She was reminded

Of the events that happened

Prior to demise.

He touched her; held her

Too close, hurt her, made her cry

Just for his own fun.

Touched her in places

With no consent of her mind

And she is the one,

Who took all the blame

For his disgusting actions.

"It is all your fault."

Onward she noticed,

Where her destination layed,

Her one fake haven.

She unlocked the door,

Waiting for the demon to come;

Get her, break her hopes.

He stood in shadows;

Ready to unleash its wrath

On its weak victim.

She begged for mercy,

To not get hurt once again,

But he ignored her.

His dark eyes met hers,

His filled with anger for her,

Weakness angered him.

It wasn't my fault

She cried, but that fired him up more.

And he raised his arm.

He hurt me, not I

She pleaded and implored; but

More force was added,

When his hand struck her,

Again and again, non stop,

She lost his mercy.

Stop she said please stop.

You're hurting me, was said; while

Marks were appearing.

Like paint on white silk,

Visible to all and all,

For them to see what

Happened to her face.

He's the one that hurt me; not

I she cried again.

I don't care he said.

This is your fault, all of it.

He threw her downward.

No strength was left for

Her to plead her case again.

She stood up once more.

Quietly moved on,

From the place she got attacked

And tried to forget.

It is all my fault

She cried to herself at night.

While touching her face.

Feeling the anger

That was latched on to her life,

Her whole existence.

I thought he hurt me

Took advantage of my weak

Mind, body, and soul.

He took one thing I

I will never get back again.

My own dignity.

Self-respect lacking,

Body aching, head hurting.

She thought to herself.

It is all my fault

That he did this to me; they

All did this to me

Because of my errs

I am in agony now

And I deal with it.

Tears fell on that night.

The people she felt safe with

Betrayed her the most.

Father she said; soft

Crooning voice kept her from fall.

I thought you loved me.

But you betrayed me.

Blamed me for things that happened;

Things that were done to

Your own daughter; she

Was taken advantage of

And you still blamed her.

You will have a child no longer, because her own life she will take.