Evolving Echoes

I tried squeezing my eyes countless times, But even up to date when l close them, folded scenes release their leash on me, How could l even start explaining because we didn’t even do mammie and daddy, Because mammie was only a child and daddy was an old hag, I tried covering parts of my body with my tiny hands, With fear written all over my face, Not even a word could come out of my mouth, All that could come out were whispers, mumbles, He touched my body like he was touching piano keys, But to me the keys were only cranking and making noise, He kept on pressing me on the bathroom tub, He started pounding and pounding and pounding and pounding, As blurry as my vision was, I could still hear screams, from screams to moans, from moans to groans, l could feel his skin inside me, with which every bang came with pain instead of pleasure, He became my body’s assassinate, Not only did he take my innocence, he broke me, And now l hate me,, I could picture his face smirking his face, Without any ounce of guilt, Am filled with so many “if’s” , Only if l could turn back hands of time, Only if rivers could go reverse, Only if daddy had a conscience, But daddy why?................