DiscordA Poem by AwduresHarsh realityLooking back I wonder, did I deserve it? The days my body shook with pain The days no one knew, what I hid. The days I lied to cover up, how dirty, I festered. "- I question now, even to this day I wish to erase, wash away, what they did I was innocent once, ignored, neglected But still, a lamb in need of… Slaughter? Or a shepherd? "- In dreams I ached to walk with death, A long stretch hand in hand, on a cool autumn day Under shady trees we’d dwell, On that hard floor I called my bed. "- For many night that lean cold hand, Took mine own, we wondered, roads unknown We never talked, she sympathised, With the black cracked holes for eyes. "- Then one day on her nighly trip, she turned to me I had to believe, there was something more Something greater than rage and guilt. I had no one to believe in. "- The words she spoke are with me still Overcome, conquer, become. In daylight I curled into a ball and prayed No more, no more. "- Release in daylight, warm tendrils of sun Upon my bruises, sore and apparent. Dried blood soaking, healing, I would survive. I willed it so. "- I often ask. Why me? Death came no more. © 2010 AwduresAuthor's Note
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Added on July 13, 2010Last Updated on July 13, 2010 AuthorAwduresBangor, Wales, United KingdomAboutReclusive, hilltop dweller who writes and writes to her own delight more..Writing
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