Belief

Within the hollow of frightful screams,
dwell tortured souls and unlived dreams,
young victims of insidious deeds.

With in the deep purple of anouther bruise
emerges a pattern that speaks the truth~
entangled in lies; another excuse.

Impressions left upon a child
drunken rage has left behind,
shattered innocence; broken mind.   

Curled up in a corner by the door
with a trail of red upon the floor
a child's limp body pleads "No More!"
                                                                                                                                          Bare a heavy heart once deceived,
a soul stained by memories,
of a childhood no one could beleive.

I cried out for days and days
lost within life’s unemcompassed maze
still suffered torture with out restrain.

Never lived, just survived~
searched within harsh hands of time
for faith and hope long left behind.

Trudge alone throughstorms of life
full of anger, hurt and strife;
within the darkness I seek the light.

Next to a bed of broken dreams
Is where I fell upon these knees
pray to a man not known or seen.

Is it upon deaf ears when I speak?
Can God give me comfort when life's so bleak
or ease the pain of a soul that bleeds?

Reviews

[Willowtree]

It seems that the only way out of suffering is praying to God.
Very emotional and gripping poem. I loved it. Every line made me sympathize with this victim. Great read!

[Patricia B. Hepler]

'Can God give me comfort when life's so bleak or erase the pain of a soul that bleeds.' Excellent, excellent. You have experienced, total talent.

[kymee]

just so u know the title is spelt wrong should be BELIEF