Not-A-Happily-Ever-After....

A year ago, he stole my love
Not in the usual sense.
He took me from the one I loved most,
Then weakened my ability to love ever since.
He took from me what I never intended to give,
With a too strong drink, and my throat in his grip.
Each movement was followed by a plea,
"Stop, no, get off" words falling from my lips.
Once wasn't enough,
He kept me trapped for several sunsets,
Filled with his unwanted "love".
And my growing list of regrets.
I saw no way to escape his torture,
And each day I fought back less.
The pain inflicted on me physically,
Became less frequent when I behaved "best"
But one beautiful day I got away,
I called my way to safety.
I left, and thought I was finally free,
No longer stuck in such misery.
I was told to never tell,
Or he would hurt the ones I care for.
So I clamped up tight,
And was brought to my loves
To my surprise he took me back happily,
Even though he believe me to have been untrue.
I never told anyone what really happened,
And my old captors threats never came through.
Until just yesterday,
Almost a full year after.
A comment on my page,
Left by said captor.
He threatened me and those I care for,
Harassing my friends to no end.
And now I just sit here,
Forced to remember again.
And again.
And again.
And again...
That I can't win.
Will he always be there?
Will I ever be free?
Stories usually end with happily ever afters,
Isn't there one of those for me?