Where Is My Rescue? Poem by Felicia Coffee

What evil is in the hands of a man
Who puts his life
And my life in a box?
Where no one can get in
And no one can get out.
My life is no longer my own.
It’s like sand resting upon a rock
That has been washed away
By a ferocious sea.
I am that grain of sand
Sitting upon that rock
Waiting for my rescue,
A rescue that never comes.
How long will I let myself be overpowered?
Now is the time for me to get up
And take my life back.