Your head to swim as a child
Parents tried to deem you wild
Shrink to prove abuse the whole while

Struggling with your own beasts
Berated when they decide to feast
Physical scars are of the least

Do you hear her?
The hiss in your ears?
The, “I love you my dears”
(as she’d finger your cunt & snear)

Trapped in your mind for all time
You held on the best you could
Your mind to never be understood; split

Words you’d now finding yourself to use
Actions & attitudes; even those too
Reminding you of her & what she’d do