I can't say why I feel this way,
I only know I do.
My stomach's in knots, my head's in bits.
I know it's down to you.
You robbed me of my innocence
When I was very small.
But if I knew then what I know now,
I'd have given someone a call.
You used to beat me black and blue
And never once said sorry.
I needed someone to hold me close
And say it's ok now, don't worry.
That never happened, not for me.
It just kept getting worse.
If only I could tell someone
Before my bubble bursts.
All My Fault
Published by Family Friend Poems April 2009 with permission of the Author.