she comes up behind
I’m doing things
sitting here writing
fixing my motorcycle
absorbed in thought
the whatever
wanting to cuddle kiss
puts her hands on me
& I jump flinch pull away
she feels rejected she says
I try to tell her
its not you baby
its me
& this time that is true
I flinch jump pull away
whenever anybody touches me
when I don’t expect it
that’s the results of abuse right there
the after effects stay with you for life
the abusers want you to grow out of it
forget about it they say it’s over
& maybe you do in your thoughts
begin to heal the mind
leave it all behind
but your body never forgets
ever