I turn my head and I all I see is black,
He hovers over me waiting to attack.
I close my eyes hoping that this feeling goes away,
I cannot bear the thought of getting hurt
And when I open my eyes I am alone.
Degrading thoughts accompany me,
`You are not good enough, you will fail',
Those thoughts he drilled into my mind,
A barbed wire fence that cannot be crossed.
I have fallen, I am bruised,
But I will get up.
I am brushing off the dirt,
And I am taking a new route
To become a better me,
A better woman and to be free.
He will not push nor scar me anymore,
Fear is no longer my master and I,
No longer its slave.