The Victim

You were like a brother to me, my best friend

Little did I know, it was all pretend.

You wrapped me up and kept me safe

Life without you I could not face.

You let me cry and caught my tears;

While we sat and drank many beers.

One day you would hurt me; you’re all the same

It broke me and destroyed me when that day came.

I expected you to betray me, this would not surprise

But to control and over power me; I was not your prize.

I was clear and said no, but you did not care

Fighting and shouting; you stripped me bare.

I tried to kick you and move away;

You told me I wanted it, and pined me down to stay.

The pain was intense as you forced yourself on me;

You even happily knelt on my knee.

With my arms pinned up high

And your weight upon my thigh,

I simply laid in bed and cried;

Willing it to be over I wish I’d died.

We went out for drinks; normality I craved;

Just get through tonight; I have to be brave

The pain still lingered; I was bleeding and sore;

The reality of events sunk in even more.

The police were called and the arrest was made;

My life spun into hell while in my bed I laid.