Innocence

Lurking in the depths of my mind
is the frightened little girl I was that night
I trusted you above all others.
Called you family, called you uncle
Now I only call you abuser
in my mind, for no one knows
All the pain of caused my soul
the wondering, “Is it my fault?”
I used to think that blame was on me
that I somehow brought on your advances
But now that time and years pressed on
I’ve dealt with the events of that night
The night you stole my innocence
and while I know I can never fully heal
I know I can accept what you did and took
for someday all the world will know.
The knowing won’t hurt me, I’m not its prisoner
but for you, I’m afraid it will be your end.