There must be something wrong with me. I am finally touched And all I can think Is that I never want to be touched again. My body makes me feel ill. Her hands on me Make me shiver But only with fear and revulsion. I forget His hands on me Forced masculinity. I am a woman I am where you once were. What is wrong with me? DON’T TOUCH ME DON’T TOUCH ME DON’T Just don’t. This isn’t the first time. I’ve been here before Felt wanting And then despair And panic pull the floor out from under me. Is this God telling me I should just give up? Is this punishment? Better I should never make this attempt again. I can live without love At least for awhile. Something in my quaking mind Tells me that I may not have a choice. No one will want a woman Who can offer most of a true heart The remnants of a strong mind And a reluctant body. I can live without love At least for awhile Long enough to live a little more And find a way to let go.