Realization

Years of broken sleep and unwanted dreams--
fragments of horror I piece into scenes.

Unsettling chaos, confusion takes hold.
My vision blurs, I lose focus and with it control.

The ground quivers beneath me, I feel wobbly and weak.
With heaviness in my heart, I collapse upon my knees.

Bury my face and press my hands against my ears.
I begin to gasp for air, trembling inside, as I drown in my tears.

With in tears’ reflection, I am forced to face the truth.
Paralyzing terror replaces the numbness that got me through.

Hateful words and unloving hands scraped scabs upon my soul.
I was just a little girl --it doesn’t seem so long ago.

I fall into the shadow of my foot steps as I relive it in my mind;
I smell cheap liquor on your breath as I trace each scar you left behind.

I feel the burn of your cigarette as it sears into tender skin.
“You’re stupid, no good should of never been born” you say again and again

you leave me with a broken soul�"my innocence you ripped away.
Can't stand my ground, can barely move, I’ll never escape.

I curl up in a ball and fight to catch my breath.
Rocking back and forth I cry as my heart pounds in my chest.

Your hand smothers my mouth; I choke on what you forced me to keep--
secrets from the past that stole my life and my dreams.

Reviews

[Patricia B. Hepler]

A totally horrific slide show for one...
I'm glad you fell in love w/ writing-you definitely have talent~ Thank you for sharing your soul... pat

[rivers]

The author's bravery to express these horrific memories is beyond description As a man I am emotionally angered beyond words. Frustrated immeasurably... I can only say I understand what it is to be a survivor not that I can understand the pain and suffering from the authors perspective but I offer my humble appreciation of your bravery...My hope is healing is possible through cathartic writing.

[Becky C Strukamp]

Again, you have captured the basis of your poem beautifully. So much pain, despair, hurt, that is being experienced here. Well penned.