Tonight I cried

After a drought that lasted months

a tear for every scar, every word, every unwanted touch

a tear for innocence lost

a gasp for every breath you cannot take

a cry for the good-bye I’ve already made

You are little more than a shell now

getting ready to answer for your sins

even though it is between you and God,

instead of you and me,

while my justice comes in what I do to re-create my life

I get to answer to God too,

but my answers will come with tears

of letting go and forgiving myself.