Dissociative Identity Disorder took care of that

A little girl lay still Quietly in her bed Fighting the screams That roared inside her head Hiding the fear within Eyes sealed shut Breath contained Too scared to move She can longer stay Too distressed Her little brain floats away Splitting itself Forming new selves to take the pain Anything to survive This torturous hell It's happening to another now She's safe Her psyche remains intact Shielded from the events Amnesia has taken care of that When she returns No longer aware She continues on As if nothing had ever happened Totally oblivious to her own life events We can thank Dissociative Identity Disorder for that.