by P. M. Montgomery

Created on: September 24, 2009

You would touch me in anger so

that I would cringe in fear.

That was so long ago; so

why do I sometimes still react

in that way?

Out of cruelty, you seemed to delight

in making me cry.

Now, these years later

sometimes a word or a thought

can bring the tears.

Such a short time, but so much damage done!

You took away my happy innocence

and turned me into an unhappy, angry person.

Acting out in unhealthy, unsafe ways;

trying to ease the pain you inflicted.

A ghost from the past still affecting my future.

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