The Fight is Not Theirs Alone

Never again do I want to see such pain and hurt in her eyes, But time after time I look for and wait to hear her cry. She says there’s no one who can save her, but I have to try. Everybody is a victim at least once in their lives, However this time it’s a child and I know I have to fight. He says he had no other choice; he didn’t want to hurt anymore. With a blank look on his face I find him lying on the floor. I put a hand on his shoulder and his heart starts to race, A gentle touch for this boy does not exist in this place. With a body full of fear, heartache, hate and shame; One day not long ago I too was in their shoes. I felt their pain. I was in too deep and didn’t know what to do. However, with good people at my side I found my way out And I know with my help they can too.