Arms of Safety

March 25, 2012
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In that dark room
With carpet soft and plush.
He took me and broke me.
Tonight, six long years later,
In a room just as dark,
With carpet just as soft,
You sit with me a talk.
I know I shouldn’t feel afraid,
I know that I am safe,
But I can’t help but feel that
You will do the same things he did,
I stare into the darkness and I cannot tell
Is it you? Or is it him?
I hear the footsteps,
I know that whoever it is, they are coming closer
I begin to cry, I’m so afraid.
Then, I feel arms wrapping themselves around me.
I reach up, striving to know who you are
I feel your arm
Warm beneath my hand,
And I know that it’s you,
I know that I am safe.

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