Have you ever reaped The being from the soul And intertwined an echo between your fingertips Escaped a sigh with only seconds left to breathe Let the leaves rip and tear under your feet The feet which kicked my stomach so blindly The feet which walked upon my face Until I was beyond Black and blue A backhanded discipline shot out too far. But how long will you push me before I snap and begin raping your intelligence Stripping you down to your naked fear....
SorrowsMyst~ This is very sad and very frightening. Packed with raw emotion ... Unfortunate for such horror to inspire a poem. If it has happened to you .. seek help. If it's happening to someone you know ... seek help.
Powerfully written. ~*Marge*~
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Member Rara Avis
Thank you for your concern....this has happened to me, but fortunately I am out of the circumstances which inspired me to write this. I have gotten help for the post trauma it caused, and am doing quite well now. I just have a knack for writing about my atrocities, so I'll warn you now to expect that from me. Thank you for all of your wonderful comments, it gives me great hope.