And Behind This Door, Is ....

Recalling a repressed memory, from my childhood.

How could I be

So freaking stupid

In letting myself

Be triggered.

 

As an advance warning

Was announced

By the radio host.

 

About the allegations

Of violent assaults

Against his dates

By Jian Ghomeshi.

 

A former host

Of the CBC Radio One

Arts and entertain show

"Q".

 

Unlocking a room

Long forgotten about

From my past.

 

Of a time

When fear and pain

Became the bywords

Of the day.

 

Forced to barricade

My bedroom door

As my brother

Pounds away.

 

Like the big bad wolf

From the nursery rhyme

"Three Little Pigs"

To no avail.

 

My quivering body

Leaning against

A bedroom wall

Wiping away tears

Of fear and shame.

 

Scared

He'll find

A way

Into my room

To harm me.

 

Even now

I can taste the fear

From so long ago.

 

As if

It had just happen

And not

A memory.

 

While fresh tears

Stain my face

And Venus.