Maybe it will all go away but still I feel it all. I can feel your hands in all of the places they are not supposed to be. I can hear all of the words you're not supposed to say.
Closing my eyes was no safe place at all.
At least when they were open you weren't a monster made up in my 8 year old mind.
You were a person. Another human being.
Yet still a monster doing all these things monsters do.
Like a nightmare when you do everything in your power to scream but no sound comes out.