Radiant Sorrows

Young, Fragile, and Unbroken

Do you remember me?

So young and so fragile as I sat between your legs and you brushed my hair,

Then you pulled back so tight, you left me gasping for air.

You asked if I liked it, but I could barely choke out an answer anyway.

Do you remember me?

So young and so fragile in the back seat, as your hand made it's way to my thigh.

Terrified I looked at my mother, who laughed it off, cause she was high.

Do you remember me?

So young and so fragile, as I lay on the floor, my vomit covering my chest.

As gross as it was, it didn't stop you from leaving your mark all over my neck and my breast.

Do you remember me?

So young and so fragile, stuck on your lap, your hands gripping my thighs so tight, I thought they might break.

I told you no, but that must have left even more of an ache.

Do you remember me?

I remember you.

I remember all of you.

I remember how my hands trembled in fear,

before I had to wipe my tears.

I remember how I felt the betrayal

when it was my mother who told me not to tell.

I remember how your hands felt on my body,

but I was too drunk to seek help from somebody.

I remember what it felt like to be broken.

Do you remember me?

So young, and so fragile, and so unbroken?