Your hands...
Touched me as if I was your toy.
Your hands...
Traveled down my arms, inching towards-
Your hands...
Touched my ass as if I was just a piece of meat.
Your hands...
Grasped my neck as you choked the innocence out of me.
Your hands...
Cold, as you left your mark on my skin.
Your hands...
Held my wrist down as you continued your game.
Your hands...
Covered my mouth, silencing the truth.
Your hands...
Pulled my hair, as you repeatedly told me how beautiful I was.
Your hands...
Wrapped chains around me, never letting me free.
Your hands...
Pushed me down, allowing you to have control.
Your hands.
Your hands...
Now behind your back, as you're dragged away.
Your hands...
Using a phone to call a lawyer.
Your hands...
Curled in a fist, as your anger increases every minute.
Your hands...
Write the statement you'll give to the judge.
Your hands...
Come together as you pray for forgiveness.
Your hands... are gone.
No longer touching me as if I was your toy.
No longer traveling down my arms, inching towards-
No longer touching my ass as if I was nothing but meat.
No longer choking the innocence out of me.
No longer holding down my wrist.
No longer silencing my voice.
No longer pulling my hair.
No longer wrapping me in chains, never letting me go.
No longer pushing me down.
No longer.... holding me prisoner.
I'm free.
