As memories of Four Years ago floods through my mind
I wonder was it all for Vain , was I too nice , to Kind.
After endless nights of being degraded as a woman
constantly listening to your Narcasisim.

Threats , physical , mental cruelty
And as it started from Virtual reality,
As it became a Virtual Nightmare
I escaped the pain I had to bear.

I stood in the court room
s the Judge reads carefully.
The shock she read word for word
hearing how I was lured

"Have you reported this " she exclaimed
"No but I will " I said despite the shame.

IVO granted next reporting to the Authorities
proceeedings , investigations so Lengthy
1 Year went by , 2 years and still investigating process
fnally at last , for me there was sucess.

My abuser had been charged with many idictible offenses
but still I was in danger , running from offender
on and off the street , loosing my abode
constantly in survival mode

My brother Lived through the ordeal
everything became surreal
From Magistrates to County Court
A Trial was set , relieved to find closure

Last minute changed, I was crushed
Court ajourned due to COVID 19
Law and Justice was it ever going to be
but as usually I waited Patiently

Finally COVID Restrictions had been lifted
everying returned to normal
Trial was set for Next year
as finally it was definite

A phone call from my defense to meet with them
was this my chance for Justice.
Intuation took over , and I knew something was wrong
I was right. Before the trial the accused Passed away.

crushed numb , 4 years later
was it worth it in the long run
So many say I'm strong
I whisper "Am I " ?

Numb inside
hurt deeply inside
Would I do it again
Probably not for justice is long , slow and painful.
© Lisa Donovan