Are They Memories?

I have memories that I’m not sure are real.
I’m not sure they really exist.
I may or may not have imagined them.
I do not know.
I remember sitting in the bath and “him” tickling me.
I think this is a real memory;
I think this is how the abuse began but I am not sure.
I do not know if the memories I have are real
And this makes everything so confusing.
It makes me doubt everything.
I doubt my concept of the truth.
I doubt the innocence my soul feels.
I doubt these visions that flash through my mind.
I do not know which visions are real and which are not.
Are these images I see memories
Or are they just visions planted in my mind?
I see things that may have happened.
I see things that may not have happened.
He gets inside my head
And screws around with my mind.
He plays tricks on me.
He plays games with my mind,
So I do not know what is real and what is not.
I see things that are not there.
I hear things when there is just silence.
I feel things that are not real.
Sitting there beside me.
Walking in my shadow.
Living in my mind.
And there is just one thing I want to know...
Are they memories?