I let my attention and my carefulness slip
The patterns are there but it gets harder and harder to see them
If I’m not careful I will end up in a puddle of my own blood again
I don’t know if there will be mercy from her this time if she spares me

They see me as less then human rather as a dog
They hide behind my loved ones

I have lost control over my fate

But still
I will take your hand with your fingers still attached and will find a way out
I promise