Thursday, October 19, 2017

The shock of it all.

It was over so suddenly,

 I didn't realize it until many years later.

That was the last day of my child hood.

Life was different from that day forward,
scary and deep.

My childhood had been murdered,
 pushed over  a cliff.

Plunged into ice cold water,
 to flounder then drown.

I'd never be warm or dry or comfortable again.

The shock of it all, the damage. 

I was five. 

He was 16.

He was a man,

I was a girl.

He tried to friend me on Facebook three years ago.

It never goes away,

I'm always reminded.

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