Hands offer comfort,assistance,and stability
Hands heal,feed,and nurture….
Your hands took,soiled,and damaged my life
Consistently taking away my ability to function in life with fear of being trash,whore,or the unworthy to walk amongst the pure in society.I fear the memories of a cold past that is stripping me of my present sanity,I fear the whispers of that voice spoken hauntingly into the silent unforgettable night’s atmosphere,and I fear your cold fingertips piercing and removing what little stability I had left.
Running so far away,but I don’t know my destination.Physically removed from my life,but I run from a monster unseen.I run away from myself because you embedded your print of fear onto my life permanently.
Poisoned memories sicken me at night and causing me to shy away from living my life as normal.Difficulties to understand what is real and who is real….Shunned and confused are the ones forced to surround me.Your poisonous touch you caressed my body with has made me regret to even live these years.I regret being soiled by you and reduced to being filth.
As I try to lie my body down and prepare to sleep,I know you will visit me in my dreams and assure me that I will have a damning nightmare.My eyes remain alert,my heart races without a stop,and my body trembles and I owe it all to you.Thank you,I am broken