It's Just A Nightmare... Right?

it's always in my dreams that you slap and hit me around
it's always in my dreams that i'm a little girl again helping her bleeding mom off the ground
it's only in the night
that i remember being so tiny and to just live was a fight
i remember crying as my great aunt washed the lashes on my back
where the fishing pole had met my flesh in your drunken attack
i ran into you the other day
and no matter how big i get you will always scar me in a fundamental way
i never backed down from you and i never will, no not ever
i remember the bruises you left on me
me and my family
i remember the hatred that would flow through my little body
because my mom wouldn't tell nobody
they tell me that you have changed your ways
that your better then you were back in those days
but people like you never change so much
because i remember your angry, hurtful touch
i hate you, and i wish to forget
but i haven't, no not yet
their just nightmares now?
or am i remembering lost memories somehow?