Precarious PeaceA Poem by Gaia Octavia
For years I felt out of control
drawn deep within my own black hole I numbed myself with what I could by curling in as I unrolled I walled away old memories with absent-minded reveries and fortified with lessons learned to shut out silent treacheries Until one day it sprung a leak and oh, how havoc came to wreak until I processed one by one those thoughts and fears that left me weak Memories swooped, nightmares haunted years of pain and rage then taunted fit to burst until I knew that none of this was what I wanted You can't outrun your own shadow but one day you will come to know the veil of time will soften pain As if a book read long ago © 2016 Gaia OctaviaReviews
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Added on August 14, 2016Last Updated on August 14, 2016 Tags: poetry, healing, PTSD, childhood trauma, trauma, substance abuse, sobriety, therapy Author
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