How Is That Justice?

For all he did to me,

He got to walk in the sun,

While I walked for years in the dark;

How is that justice?

A lie bathed in the light,

While the light goes out permanently

On my truth.

I spend my days fleeing,

And,

Fighting for survival,

Avoiding every situation I fear,

Even when fear isn't there,

My anxiety;

Switching on like a lightbulb,

Even without reason.

Tell me;

Has justice been truthfully served,

While I still walk in the dark with

only a glimmer of hope,

As the moon shadows the sun?

Why does he;

The one who hurt me,

broke me,

traumatised me,

and,

Left me feeling like I was nothing,

Get to walk in the sun,

Eclipsing my truth,

So that my truth can't be seen by anyone,

While I have to mask my honesty,

Unbelieved,

Is this not an eclipse of the truth?

The moon shadowing my light,

So that only a glimmer of who I

truthfully am can be seen;

But the whole truth cannot be seen,

For my light is covered by his cloak

of lies,

Like an eclipse of the truth;

He only wants you to see

what he wants you to see,

And not what he has honestly done

to me.

How is that justice?

For Justice can only be served,

When one sees with his own eyes,

What lies beneath that evil

cloak.