Never knew what had, happened to, me, because, nobody ever talked about it, and I was, way too young to know, to, remember…
Never knew what had, happened to me, until one day, I'd, snuck into the attic, and fold an old scrapbook, full of, newspaper, clippings, of, an awful thing that had, happened. That sent my world spinning, out of, control, and, that was, all it, took, for everything to, start, coming, back to the, surfaces…
the memories, resurfaced as, nightmares...sketch from online
The nightmares began, soon as I saw his face on the news, on how he got, "paroled out for good behavior".
Never knew what had, happened to me, and, I wasn't, supposed to remember everything as I was, a very, young child. My mind knew I couldn't, cope with what'd happened to me, so it'd, blocked everything out, to protect me, it wasn't until I saw a report on the news, that had, awakened, something deep inside, something, so very, long, ago, that happened to me, and that was, the very, start of, the spiraling downward, climbing back up, spiraling downward, climbing back up, and, every time I thought I'd, conquered one obstacle, another came before me, taller than the last one…
Never knew what had, happened to me, as my psyche had, done what it needed to, to ensure my "safe passage" into, the adulthood years, and, the nightmares didn't start coming back, when I was, with that, very first, man whom I'd, given my, heart to, and you can guess, how that turned out, can't you???
