I know
for the first time in 19 years
I know.
I understand now
why she looks at m e with disgust
with fear
lurking behind her dull eyes.
I get it now
why he turned his back
and told me to just go.
For the first time in my life
I know why I am how I am.
The deamons that haunt my sleep
were put there
by deamons who stole my childhood
my innosence
and when you ask me
why I can't trust
I can answer you
because now I know why.

06/10/2002

Posted on 06/10/2002
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