Ptsd

I remember… I remember nothing. My memories don’t serve me like peace doesn’t serve you. As if you went to Korea for war And never came back. even though, I see you every day. When you give me that look Control and abuse exert into the air As my innocence and love Leave the room. I remember being terrified, But mostly hurt. Hurt from You causing the pain. Hurting my mom physically And hurting myself emotionally. You griped her neck, like a Batter with one strike left grips A bat, hitting for home. I remember running out the house; Running from the person I’m Supposed to love and want. Someone who is to teach me how To love. I only learned how to hate. I remember the absence of innocence I cannot recall bliss. I remember abuse, I remember pain. I remember nothing.