Sentence of the Victim

There’s a constant fear that it could happen
That pain that I’ve felt this past year
The cries for help and the countless nights of tears
It has yet to leave my side
I want resolution; I want--- something
To remove the mark of guilt from my head
And let me continue from this dormant state

I still can see his face in the moonlight
Laughing as if it could be right
No one heard my cries or sensed the wrong
I fought—I really did
But it was not enough
Could I have done more?
The answer remains unknown

Is this my sentence? Was this my crime?
Am I the victim or am I on the other side?
They tell me it’s not my fault
I try to convince myself
But instead I choose to hide