The moments I can’t forget
The moments I cannot remember
My body reminds me
They are one and the same
With a touch, a smell, a thought.
A bolt back.
A touch of defiance.
She wouldn’t listen, they wouldn’t listen.
The look, the pause, the expectation.
A line of light over my face made it fade.
The loud TV pierced it
Brought me back enough to feel.
Wrists held tight causing misplaced comfort
I looked in the mirror and it woke me.
Hair stings and I am screaming inside again.