My Body Remembers

My body remembers feeling the pain.
I wasn't supposed to feel pain.
And yet, it's ingrained in my body.
Something went wrong.
Nothing's wrong now.
And yet, I'm crying.
The fear my body holds is visceral.
My brain tries to calm me down.
It does not work. I keep crying,
I breathe. I panic. I breathe. I panic. 
Back and forth. Back and forth.
I'm 26. I'm 12. I'm 26. I'm 12.
I scream. My body's response.
The memory plays.
My body remembers.
I'm aware of the why.
My brain is calm.
My brain is silent.
My body shakes.

	

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