When did you do it?
At one point I was an infant child,
looking at you.
Needing you.
Was it then?
Did you touch me then?
Was it when I was 5 years old
and my mom was in the hospital with cancer
Did you touch me then?
Or was it just my sister?
When did you feel it was wrong?
When I was old enough to remember?
Or was it when I was too old for your liking?
What is your cut off?
I look at my body and I see old scars
where cuts once were.
I look at them and I used to not care where they came from
but now that's all I think about.
Did you give me that scar?
Was I misbehaving that day?
I was assaulted when I was 17
and I don't remember the rape because of the trauma that you put me through.
I always wondered since I was 17 what happened to my body
when I wasn't in it.
Now, all I can think of is what happened to my body,
since the day I was born.
What a way to live your life,
not knowing what your own body has seen.
Oh, if the walls could talk...
You would be in prison and my family would be safe.
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