I'm sitting here on the bathroom floor,
...curled into a ball...
My eyes are rimmed red
curled into the fetal position,wanting to be smaller
I'm reliving the nightmares
your nightmares
I'm experiencing the excruciating pain
reliving the attack
This is what every other victim has felt
So I'm here curled up
- can't get any smaller-
I'm banging my head against the tiled wall.
You aren't coming out.
I pick up the scissors numbly
I slowly begin to cut, relishing every nerve
I'm cutting out the memory
I'm cutting out the pain
I'm diverting it
... and my arm begins to bleed...
it's crying
it's dying like me
it's pouring out the memories
they're red like my eyes
and it doesn't hurt anymore.....