Justice - Niina

I kept quiet in the dark way too long,

Somewhere out there in fear,

Darkness lurked from within.

In Darkness,

we hide our fears that eats us away from shadows of our own monsters.

These monsters become our prey,

Our enemies and the one thing we hate,

They become the ONE thing that destroys us whole.

It has been six years;

I could still feel his hands against my body,

Lips pressed against mine,

His hand slowly gripping my thigh,

Working down towards my underwear,

As I grip myself free,

I could not scream as my mouth as covered with a rough towel that felt like sandpaper.

I was scared at that moment.

Slightly unconscious from the drinks I had sipped that night,

I felt his hand rip my underwear down to the half bottom of my legs.

I tried to fight,

I tried to resist,

I tried to make a sound,

but his grip against my arm and my body was too strong and I was too weak.

From that moment,

I knew everything was wrong.

I was in the wrong place,

A very dark place.

If this nightmare had been a reality,

I felt like I was left abandoned in the darkest woods and there was no one that could hear me.

His warmth on my body,

His grip became tighter and stronger,

He felt every inch and part of my body,

He forces all his energy inside my delicate body,

I felt the pain become numb,

From the moment,

I knew that I had died.

Humanity killed me.

I could not breathe,

I hated my body,

I was so ashamed,

I was terrified to look at the mirror.

I felt like I destroyed everything about me,

I wanted justice,

A justice that I couldn't have.

The justice that could have left me with HOPE,

But all I have now is destroyed dreams.

Because, how does someone get justice from someone who is Dead?