Band Aid Therapy Poem by Verilyn Titus

If it was all a bad dream or a nightmare...
Then why did she go to another time and place to not care..
To never return fully the same..
And still you protect her even when it was us she wanted to defame...
So we could be marked as she was with a memory...
That she would have to learn through therapy to cope with you see...
Only to years later through this therapy reveal what her body already knew...
That if it had been Grandad it would be over in his death, too..
No I think her abuser is still very much awake...
And for me and my sister to finally put it together her heart could not take...
Because she wouldn't be the only one in need of a band aid...
For in an investigation a suspect is just a suspect until they've been made.