when I as 7 and would hold mommy's hand
everywhere I went, I
thought nothing bad could ever happen.
mommy's here, you're safe.
Mommy, you're gone now and
I'm not safe anymore
Where are you
you never told me that you were leaving
and that my own brother was capable of hurting me.
what am I going to do when dad comes home drunk
and gets violent again?
Mommy you're gone now
I'm not safe anymore