I Can’t Let Go

When I was 12 I figured the memories would fade Over for years later I realize the memories, don’t fade The flashbacks, Don’t die The nightmares, Still repeat  The fear, Doesn’t leave The paranoia, Gets worse  No one prepared me the first time Or the second time  Or the third time  I stayed up with myself  Every night  After a nightmare Because no one would ever believe me  A 12 year old couldn't have gone though that  If only they knew the truth The trauma I have to carry  For the rest of my life Has become too much  So if I lose my fight  Just know I tried