Run

My hands in my lap,
Fingers are fidgeting,
With one word in my head...
Nervous.

Not knowing where to go,
Where to hide,
Or what to do.

He was coming,
Going to hurt me,
Where could I run,
Where should I hide?

There was nothing left in me,
What else could I do,
Besides let him touch me.

Not that I want it,
But what else am I going to do?
No where to run or hide,
From him.

Maybe if I just got it over with,
I wouldn't feel anymore pain,
Or cry anymore tears.

I hear his steps,
Coming up the stairs.
Him yelling my name for the neighbors to hear.
Too bad they don't.

Nothing else to do but take it,
Maybe he'll hurt me so much,
That it would just be the end of everything.

He found me,
Even more mad than before.
Yelling louder,
Hits me harder than ever before,

Throws me agains the wall,
Where I lay very still.
Hurt and wounded.

I can't run now,
It hurts too much to move.
Nothing else to do.
Nothing else to say.

Pain is fading away,
The time is over,
And I'm not here to stay.