Tortured in memory
Author: mah1125I run as I catch my breath
Not looking back
Not needing to for I see it
and feel it inside of me.
Moving fast yet
its stains of discomfort
linger within me.
Unable to escape
Its grasp holds me tight
I struggle to be free
but again lose the fight.
I fear in its silence
too quiet and still
A overwhelming
moment-
Unseen abuse.
Thats taken over me.
Too shocked to move.
My body shows its fear.
violent shakes as emotions
of the past reappear.
As quiet as air.
As dark as the night
Invisible to the light
The hidden secret will never be redeemed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 1:00 AM CST
About this poem:
past exiriences..(and repressed memory of childhood abuse)