I had been having sleepless nights since it happened,
Whenever I try to sleep, his voice startles me to my feet.
I felt safe, I felt secured,
I had never imagined that it could happen to me.
Caused by the one I once called an uncle, the one I once trusted.
The hatred towards him was great,
To an extent where it was either him or me who would have to say goodbye
And I mean for good this time.
I kept to myself, planning it all out, you see,
I never understood perfect timing.
But then I heard a still voice that kept saying,
“The battle is not yours” and to this day,
I know that someone out there is fighting my battles.