Forgiven, not forgotten ... a poem

Do you feel it now
As time wrinkles your brow
You were strong once
Full of your immortality
Your sense of power
Beyond measure
In a child’s agony,
You found pleasure
Do you now see
What you did
To a little girl, me
Scared and timid
Bruised and scarred me
While filled with lust
Kicked me while
I groveled in the dust
But He was there
Watching over me
Just as He sees you
Slump in your chair
He bought down
Forgetfulness
In a haze
Kept me cocooned
In a daze
I grew strong
While you grew weak
Time flew for us
As it does for all
I am an adult now
Not a girl small
I forgive you
For your deeds
But how do I forget
My heart bleeds
For terror unspoken
For innocence lost
For cries so silent
For screams so loud
That I hear them
Even today
While I sleep
And I weep
Tears of grief
For a little girl
Who called you Father