I 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: Sep 2009
About this poem:
past exiriences..(and repressed memory of childhood abuse)
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Rob