Assault

It was my mind that was impacted the most.

It all started with loud music, the smell of the herb, the taste of the poison.
Empty bottles covered the vomit stained deck.

Specific words were left unheard, thoughts seemed to disappear with the repulsive touch of his lips. It's like my body disappeared with his words.

My distracted mind would come to miss the peace, the lustful day dreams, the hopeful sense of satisfaction. 
It would become very familiar with bursting nightmares and frightening flash backs.

The protective walls went up, not one got through. Thoughts and words were spoken by rain. 
Trust and Love were things once held, but no longer present. 
My mind entranced itself in the living nightmare of my life.

It suffered from heart breaking depression, lung crushing anxiety, stomach growling anorexia.
She was no longer sane.
She was no longer normal, something was stolen.

It was my mind that was impacted the most.