Secrets Poem by grace mariner

How can a child help another child through pain they don't understand?
I knew nothing of such secret things.
I didn't know what its like to sleep under the same roof as a monster.
Those beautiful blue eyes have haunted me for years.
They never betrayed the pain or the guilt you must have felt.
How do you share such a dark secret?
What 10 year old would understand such betrayal?
Human nature is a funny thing.
How does one, especially a child, know that something they know nothing of is not right.
But I knew what I didn't know.
You know, that sense that something is not right but you cant even put it into words because the words and the horror are all foreign to you.
But I knew what I didn't know nonetheless.
You survived my friend and I am so grateful I found your hiding place.
You are alive.
You are full of love.
You are spiritual even when most would have proclaimed
' there's no God because God wouldn't let this happen '
I cry for the kids we were.
I cry for the damaged adults we are.
And I cry because I found you.