A day like no other, yet it began in many ways the same.
A day like no other that ends with feelings I can't name.
A black cloud hovers over me at days end.
Will my body and mind ever be on a complete mend?
As he forced his body onto mine and took control.
My heart was pierced and my mind went down a black hole.
The physical pain is indescribable, the mental pain is hard to bare.
As I try to grasp what had happened, this life isn't fair.
I speak up against the perpetrator and try to be strong.
When I tried to get the help I never knew I would be put in the wrong.
I spoke up in fear of going through this pain alone.
To which it goes to show how I have grown.
After the anguish of going to a hospital and losing sleep.
I never knew that this was only skin deep.
I try to summon strength and courage with friends by my side.
I thought a report will help, but I emotionally died and lost my pride.
After telling the detective the truth and all the pain.
Knowing that this experience has become a nasty stain.
I never thought it could explode in my face.
After being told the statements don't match up, so no case.
My strength shattered as disbelief and anger appear.
The detective's disbelief in my truth hit my heart with a spear.
To what justice does this bring to my life?
I have only been left in severe strife.
How am I meant to accept all of this?
My life is not less valued than his.