Dear Unknown

Dear blurred face in my mind,

I don't remember who you are but on my body you signed,

Signed your signature of disgusting intent,

An eight year old body was something you thought you could rent.

However I am still standing,

And you thought I'd forget.

It was a cunning plan that would have worked had you not put me in a state of fear.

Those hushes, the soft voice of a grown man telling me to be quiet put my mind on edge.

My memory of those nights were standing on the ledge.

But I can't forget you, and I hate it.

If you're going to appear then why do it in fragments.

I can only remember your touch and sound,

So I sit here wanting your face to appear,

Sifting through my memories like a hound.

I can only remember faces of recent things.

I remember the fear in the woman's eyes who rammed into my car,

I remember my heart pounding and after the movement stopped, wondering if I was even there at all.

Of course I couldn't forget her face, I cried a lot that night.

I think no matter hard I tried her face would stay in sight.

I changed her life forever, and blame myself for it every day.

I wish that I had a say in what gets to stay,

So, dear blurred face in my mind,

I hope that you can't forget what you did to me that night.