Kat Kro Poet Free verse

The Terrified Child

Maybe I should forgive him,
Maybe he has changed,
But every time I try to
that terrified child within me sheds a tear.
She never wanted any of that
She just wanted safety. 
She cries as I try to wash myself of the dirt
The dirt of childhood, the grime of adolescence,  
I scrub until the skin is red and raw, 
but it will not clean. 
Now she is crying.
I feel if I forgive him that 
I wrong her. 
She never got an apology.
The terror still haunts her.

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