"Oh, I'm so sorry that happened to you"                                                      

You didn't have to stand there.
You didn't have to lie in bed like I did.
It wasn't your hand grasped around the rolling pin,
wasn't your heart beating out its chest.
You never felt his liquor-stained breath,
you never learned how to shut down like that.

                                                                      "It's okay, it wasn't your fault"