I talked too much

or said nothing at all,

Sat clueless on his lap.


For he was supposed to show me pretty flowers,

Not pluck one from the garden.


I didn’t know how, what, why or where

But I knew who.

Yet I couldn’t say.

It was shame that clouded my judgement that day.


So I go to Shrinks today,

Point at dolls to describe my ache

Because I still can’t spit out that day’s tale.


A/N: Speak out against abuse. You are not responsible for abuse that happened to you. It wasn’t your fault. Forgive yourself. 


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