In my arms

I thought I’d left behind

The little girl who was a

          “Cold, old fish - why does she clench her fists and never hug?”

The teen who all the laughing boys

          Seemed to know she’d never been a virgin anyway

The young woman so afraid of remembering

         She doubted her whole reality,

The twenty-something woman burning her skin

          With a lighter and the back of the spoon

The girl in her thirties asking for help because

          She was scared she could not be a proper mum.

 

I thought I’d left them all behind

But it turns out, yeah it turns out

I lifted them in my arms

I carried them all with me.

I thought I’d left behind

The little girl wishing the tigers on her nightie hem

          Would come alive and kill him,

The teen fantasizing his

          Fall to the floor and his skull cracked in two

The young woman dulling her anger

          With diazepam and drink

The twenty-something woman

          Homeless and on the run

The girl in her thirties crying

          And wondering why

I thought I’d left them all behind

But it turns out, yeah it turns out

I lifted them in my arms

I carried them all with me.