You Don't Know [{What It's Like}]

You don't Know-
What it's Like-
To be abused.
All of the Horror,-
All of the Images,-
All of the Lies.
I have Flashbacks-
All of the Time.
They're Horrid.
They haven't Gone Away-
At all since It happened.
I can still Feel the-
Pain.
It Hurts.
I can still Remember:-
The Sink;
The Walls;
The Yelling;
The Screaming;
The Attempt-
To Get Away.
No one Knows-
The Little Girl-
I Used to Be.
The Little Girl-
That was Never Afraid-
To Speak what she Felt.
The Little Girl-
That was Always so Loving.
After that Moment,-
She Never was the Same.
She still Cares and Loves,-
...Just not as Much.
She Cries and Cries-
For Help.
Help to Escape-
From the Memories.
The Memories are Like-
Shadows,
Following Her-
To this Day.
The Memories are Like-
Ghosts Haunting Her.
She's trying to Escape,
But She can't.
People have Tried to Help,
But couldn't.
She Gives In-
To the Images,
To the Memories.
So don't Think that you Know-
What it's Like-
To Be-
...Me.