Didn't expect it,
Did you?
That the man,
That's yours,
Was hunting me,
Was hurting me.
Didn't expect me to,
Scream at your ignorance,
Pound my fists,
On your disbelief,
Cry for what,
Could have been,
Cry for what,
Could have,
Not been.
Didn't expect it,
Did you?
That you'd have to,
Protect me,
From him.
That you'd have to,
Protect me,
From you.

(This poem is dedicated to all victims of abuse)