Flashbacks and Writers BlockA Poem by ButterflymomMy fingers pound the keys What's inside of me won't come out Frustrated, exacerbated, and weary The words might be too scary Conjuring up secrets long hidden inside of me Shoved down with garbage put on top To hold it all safely in place Now, I can't bring it all forward no matter how I try Sometimes it's all right there Memories so frightful, and images that terrorize Behind my eyes are scenes untold Unable to be expressed on paper Down in my gnawing intestines I will hold Nightmares, demons, and monsters so bold Things children shouldn't experience Or so I'm told
If I'm not careful it will seep out When I'm not thinking or looking about Slimy, nasty, dirty tales Of a child's living hell of Nightmares, demons, and monsters so bold
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Added on July 19, 2009Last Updated on July 20, 2009 AuthorButterflymomKYAboutI am a Licensed Clinical Social Worker (psychotherapist) that has worked in the field for almost 20 years. My experience is vast, and I've worked with diverse populations. My interest in writing is t.. more..Writing
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