I would change the part of me
who, like others who have experienced it firsthand,
I would change the part of me who
refuses to accept when I have been defeated.
I would change the part in me
that cannot hear a whisper without
hearing his voice.
That part which brings fear forth
instead of love.
The part that shelters,
The part where I cannot get close
without hearing him whisper
without feeling his hands resting unnaturally.
I would make it so no child ever
had to feel possessed by their own body.
I would rid the world of those sick minds,
that take away children’s innocence.
I would protect them. And show them
there is love in the world for them.
I would show them what real love feels like.
And I would give them their sanity back.
My change would not just be for me,
but all those who know what that feels like.