"I was never the same" "No I didn't know his name"

That's what all the victims say

Then they categorize their lives from before and after that day.

They measured their lives with this as a point, a plot on a graph.

Not me. On my life? This is just a dot- I'm dealing with no aftermath.

I'm fine.

        I'll be fine.

I can take care of myself, there will be no outbursts.

(I'm cracking on the inside. Why does it still hurt?)

I've seen it on TV, they made it look so easy.

So how come when I'm the victim of sexual assault,I still, somehow, feel like it must be my fault.