Exposed MemoriesA Poem by MaryIn the dark your words drift to me strip me bare leaving me naked in front of you caught unaware
The moonlight softens the shock of being disclosed my layers are shed my skin exposed
You whisper to my soul the secrets of survival the way in which we save ourselves our innocence so fragile
I had known it all along just refused to see the darkness that envelops is what's been saving me
the darkness saves that's what you say a child's eyes full of pain
the darkness saves and makes insane a child's home defiled, profane
(these memories are haunting me...) © 2008 Mary |
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Added on August 9, 2008 Last Updated on August 11, 2008 AuthorMarySt.Petersburg, FLAboutMuch of my poetry is about addiction. It played a huge, if not the only, role for many years of my life. I'm now a recovering addict, clean for over a year. I'm also recovering from self-mutilation, w.. more..Writing
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