Questioned youth

Dirt and grit leaving hard rashes all over my body
“I don’t recall most of it”
Words punched deep into my soul
Sleeping sinful touches
Young and youthful filled with terror
Drinking muddy sandy water
This is who you made me be

Alone
Lost
Broken
I know your pain was deep but inflicted me the way you did?
What motives did you have to invade me?
Two lonely girls used and damaged
Deny the it to the gods if you wish

Blame me for being asleep
Blame me for wanting a friend
Blame me for everything
Nos the screams yes in your head
The pushing and the shoving to get you off me
Was that just fun for you?

Grown up
Thinking it was just one of those childhood things
Set me across the room
Tell me why

I’m making my way around these lost memories
These broken towns and homes
I’m going to make it
Above this all I’m not shattered
I am fixable.