Trying to Find My Voice–Again

I told you that you were hurting me

You told me stop trying to scream

I yelled out for you to see

what you were doing to me; you turned away

and kept your grip tight on my neck.

I asked you to love me so you’d stop hurting me

You told me to be quiet; you kept trying to silence

me. When I couldn’t stop screaming,

you finally tied the noose around my neck

and killed me.

Peace & Love,

Rosalind