how did it go"
"fine"
"are you
sure"
"yes"
"you need to
do this
and that
and that
other thing too"
"oh
okay"
said sadly
looking away
tears begin
and drip down
the nose like a
waterfall tumbling down
a cliff
"did he
hurt you"
"no
no
its fine"
the tears keep
falling
falling
falling
and the heart
shatters
falling to the
ground in
pieces
scattered
"it doesnt look
fine"
"it is i
promise you"
"im sorry he
hurt you i didnt
want this to happen
he did this to
me too"
wanting to run
away
"its
fine
ill be
fine
dont worry about me
please"
singing childhood songs
the first remembered
and then the nightmare song
heard in the dark
"you can be
anybody you want
to be"
curling into a small ball of
self-ness
self-defense
hiding behind the
curtain
of hair
that is the
only
defense
"i
i
i
always feel so
broken when he
talks to
me"
"i can get you
out
of there if you
need
me to"
"no
no
its fine
all fine
dont worry
please"
"i love you"
"i know"
and sometimes
i wish you
didnt because
it hurts