All the Time


I saw things no child should see.
I heard things no child should hear.
I touched things no child should touch.
I tasted things no child should taste.
I smelled things no child should smell.
Flesh.
Flesh.
Flesh.
Flesh.
Flesh.
Ceilings. Moans. Hair. Salt. Aftershave.
Guilt, sorrow, pain, tears, helpless,
embarrassed, scared, mad, furious.

I have nothing left.
I am numb.
I want to love you but I don’t know how.
I am numb.
I am dead inside.

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