You came into my life, it was to my delight,
You touched me like no other, i never knew any better,
With your arms you held me tight and a promise to protect me forever.
You held my hand when i had fear of being around others,
I always felt a bit different than all the other little children,
I stood afar and watched them play, fear was there and present,
Nobody knew what i had gone through expect you and another,
I blamed myself for years for all that had happened,
I lost the ability to learn and did poorly in school,
kids laughed at me because i was slow, thought of me
as a fool.

Years have all since passed, i found who i am,
A prisoner to night terrors caused by you and all of them.
Oh, you were the first but you were not the last.
To take a child of 5 and sentence her to life.

If it was not for god i would have chose death,
then to have to live with these memories deep within
my head. A touch means many things, some good, some
bad, but a childhood can be forever lost by a mere
touch of a hand