You Don't Win

Dear Predator,

 

You took my innocence-

Ripped it from my clenched fists

And tore it to tiny pieces

As I looked on in horror.

 

You left me confused and lost-

Hoping that was the end,

That you would leave

Because you had what you wanted.

 

But you came back-

Each time with more force

And fury as if I was the one

Who stole from you.

 

You controlled me for weeks

Which turned to months

And then years-

Until now.

 

Now I stand before you-

Strong.

I forged armor against

These atrocities you caused.

 

So I am writing to tell you

That you do not win,

Nor will you ever do so.

Because while you are

Consumed by greed for flesh

That you have no right to-

I will be looking on from the sidelines

As you lose your humanity piece by piece

Until you are reduced to

Nothing.

 

Sincerely,

No Longer Your Victim

 

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This is for the "Life in a Letter" Scholarship.

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