4 hours, 38 minutes, 19 seconds

--off work now…on my way home  
--my day has been stressful and very long   
--car keys dangling in my hand …   
--ready to see my kids…my other demand   
   
--kinda’ dark out here   
--yet, I really feel no fear   
--been getting’ off late like this for over a year   
   
--finally, so good to see my car   
--thankful that I don’t live very far…   
--I hit the unlock button as I get close   
--my mind falls on the company party I was just elected to host   
   
--my heart is beating faster now…and my mind begins to race…   
--as I now feel his demon-dipped hand across my unsuspecting face…   
--am I really in this place?   
   
--I am completely frozen within my shell…   
--“if you move bitch, imma’ slice you up…”   
--his whispered warning straight from hell   
--3 quick, hard punches to my face…my blood is all I smell   
   
--I feel myself slowly begin to fade away…   
--memories flooding through my mind, along with my thoughts…   
--wondering…   
--if I’ll live to see another day   
   
--why me?   
--I try to focus my eyes…   
--but I can barely see   
--a fist of rage almost sealed them shut…   
--my face counted…the number was three   
   
--right eye dead…left eye has a little vision   
--I feel like now… I have to make a decision   
--I have to fight…I have to scream   
--please God tell me this is just a horrible dream   
   
--no, a nightmare…   
--I shoulda’ been more aware…   
--he suddenly, viciously pulls my hair…   
--then plunges his hand deep inside me…   
--a pain I can hardly bare   
   
--I focus on this clock on the wall   
--its hands creep aimlessly around...   
--I feel helpless…inside..   
--as void as a doll   
   
   
   
--he violently pries open my legs   
--the woman…the person I was…   
--brutally ripped to shreds   
   
--every monstrous thrust I feel inside   
--makes me wish I had already died   
--yet, I fight still to survive   
--then feel his blade pierce my side   
--he tells me to open my mouth up wide   
   
--he shoves his weapon sadistically towards my throat    
--so hard in fact, I continuously choked   
--he slaps me in the face…calls me a “stupid fuckin’ ho”   
--then again, heads back to the wreckage below   
   
--looking back at the clock once again   
--it has become an enemy    
--and strangely enough, my friend   
--please show me the hour, the minute, the second…   
--my suffering will come to an end   
   
--now, here alone   
--several days since I’ve been home   
--awake I am here…feeling dead within myself   
--I search for an ounce of strength   
--but realize I have little left   
   
--it took him 4 hours, 38 minutes, 19 seconds to torture and rape me   
--what’s the going rate nowadays for stealing someone’s humanity?   
--I expect our legal system to provide justice that I can see   
--there should be no time that he is ever set free   
   
--to arrive in this place was an emotional battle   
--to that dark place in my life…I must once again travel   
--my story dismissed as the judge bangs that gavel   
   
--justice system?     
-- a declaration I now, forever doubt…   
--installed these fears and countless tears   
--eight years and he’ll be out   
--and about