A victim of a kind of rage

He came at a time of innocence
when my life had just begun to bloom
and the wind still whispered in my ear
singing songs of faith and trust and happiness.
He came out of the darkness
trailing betrayal and pain and lonliness
taking my hand in his he led me deep into the emptiness
where I have remained for many years.
He came into my world
my time, my place, my soul
destroying everything I had ever know
or loved or cherished
in one fell swoop.
And then he left
taking everything I ever wanted
or ever was or ever would be
leaving me alone in fear and pain and darkness.

How can you ask me now to forgive and forget and trust?
How can you when you were not there
could not be there
will never be there
when I needed you the most?