Haec olim meminisse ivvabit

Haec olim meminisse ivvabit

A Poem by Violet O'Brien

He crawled out from beneath the floor boards
And entered in my mind
Playing with all the smoke surrounding him
That I was using to hide behind
He cleared my thots
And held up a mirror
I was horrified by what I'd found
Lieing on the ground
I was a monster
Full of sickness and bile
And he picked up my pieces
As I lie there
Trying not to remember
So many things I never talk about
My nightmares of childhood depravity
He showed me that there was more out there
He came from the decay and the darkness
And showed me beauty and light
He dragged me out from underneath the bed
And showed me that I was no monster
I was no demon plagued with suicidal death
I was just a broken girl
Scared and confused
After years and years of abuse
But he promises me
Every single day
That everything will be okay
Even when I am sick with memories
Or tortured by new abuse
He promises me every day
That everything will be okay
Because he has taken it upon himself
To keep me safe
And hold up the light to guide my way
As I stumble and fall
Walking the path of my life
Reaching into the darkest parts of my mind
To find what secrets lie there
He helps me thru all the pain
And shows me that life can be happy
Without the use of drugs and razorblades
Because even though others view him
And see Satan himself
All I see when he wraps his scarred arms around me
Is an angel trying desperately
To make me feel worthly enough to be with him

© 2008 Violet O'Brien


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Violet O'Brien
Violet O'Brien

Banewoods, GA



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