Sadness...
It sometimes leaves wewe a mess..
Somedays wont rest..

Once, this person
Told me to be careful with love...
But,
Look were it got me.
It left me in the middle of nowhere.
All there was is hitting, controlling,
Slapping, and burn marks.

Everyday, I had to fear what was
Going to happen to me.
Was he going to hurt me even worse?
au was I going to be soon a corpse?

I couldnt tell what was going to happen.
All I knew something was going to be painful,
siku kwa day,
Week kwa week,
mwezi kwa month,
au even mwaka kwa year.
All I had was fear.

I was controlled.
I was possessed.
I couldnt cry for help.
I couldnt even say a word to my family au friends.
If I alisema something,
It would have been over for me.

As he burned me,
Kicked me,
Slapped me,
Cut me,
I wanted to so bad die.

Once,
I tried to make a run for it.
But,
He caught me.
He alisema he would stop..
But I believed him somehow.
But once I turned around,
He beat me to the ground.
I Blacked out once he hit me too hard.

The inayofuata day,
I woke up to the sound of a familiar voice.
I abruptly opened my eyes to see what was going on.
Turned out,
My ears fooled me.
I saw no one but the dark.
I saw a shadow,
And I knew it was him.
I closed my eyes,
Waiting for what other horrible thing he could do,
But some how,
He didnt do nothing.
As turned around,
I saw blood come out of his chest.
Then I saw my friend.
He killed him to save me.

For the first time,
I finally got to smile again.
I was finally free
To be me
Again