It's 10:43pm.
The memory still etched in my skull.
All the words I wish I would've said if I wasn't so young.
But the main phrase floats around my brain constantly.
Did you know what you were doing was wrong, or did you simply not care.
If I were older would you not have taken the action.
Is there still a slight possibility you will own up.
I wish I could make you confess to someone, because I don't have the courage myself.
The vivid flashback haunts me in my dreams.
Traumatising my everyday living.
My mind has a dominant defence mechanism.
I frequently have a 43 metre tall barbed wire fence guarded ensuring no one passes.
It's 10:43pm.
The memory is still etched in my skull.
So I ask you this.
If you were to erase that whole five years.
Would you?
It's 10:43pm.
My answer is always the same.
I would.
