Contemplating Justice

I thought that the biggest fight in my life
was when I finally escaped your grip,
but little did I know that day was just the start.

My mind can't stop contemplating justice;
imagining the fear trembling through your bones
as they throw you in a cold concrete cell
and lock away the key.

But forever behind bars just doesn't seem enough,
and I want you to suffer in more depth,
like the torture you made me endure.

I don't quite know the outcome I want
or how I want this story to end,
but I do know that the scariest thing
you ever put me through was never knowing
what would happen next...

... and I do wonder if you now understand that fear,
never knowing what I will do tomorrow!

And if you do,
then maybe that is justice.

Saffie
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26/2/15