letting go of my frustration

Im not angry anymore. I don't cry like I used to. I randomly have flashes of it there not current like they used to. My parents say I should forgive and forget. Those words hurt me more then my experience. They welcome my destruction with open arms but I refuse to fall to my knees. I hear her voice the same way I heard it that night. I feel the same way I did that night. Numb from the drug of my tormentors. Mocking me with her voice full of happy I feel the pain of my violation and the neglect from my parents. Forgiving I will never do. forgetting I would be stupid to. Trust doesn't come easy now. I will never let my gourd down.