Years have passed; I continue to grow,
Yet I hold a secret not many seem to know.
The pain and hurt is still all too real in my mind.
You did bad things that weren't kind.
I loved you, trusted you, and you put me in fear.
The way you touched me was hard to bear.
You were strong and I was weak.
Why was I so afraid to speak?
Your rough hands inside my clothes,
A dreaded secret no one knows.
I tried to tell, but it was called a bluff.
Why would I lie about that stuff?
I've had no choice but to forgive,
Because in my house you still live.
A memory that continues to rot,
Did you think I forgot?
Haunted By Memories Of Abuse
Memory
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2016 with permission of the Author.