I still think of you in the middle of class, in the shower at 11 am, in my sleep sending guilt cascading through my body like poison I cannot flush out I shiver at the thought of how I let you touch me how young I was, how naΓ―ve all excuses I knew what I was doing degrading myself to the point of no resurrection nobody will touch me now I am not only tainted skin, but a tainted mind you flood my pores, bleed from my eyes I am the same girl you left behind three years ago that alone kills me everyday knowing that I exist in the same corpse you loved knowing that we walk the same land knowing you are so far from me and I still think of your hands it tears me apart