Night

interesting scenes...april 21 2009

Shut out the light.
Go to bed.
Close the door
is what he said.

Leave it open,
just a crack.
Shine a light,
I'm under attack.

Under attack from memories,
under attack from fears,
under attack from emotions
that leave me in tears.

Shaken from the pain
and the suffering,
wondering what is to gain
from rehashing all of this.

Will I really learn
anything of use
or will I be left to burn
thinking of the abuse?

I remember it quite well,
I remember it quite true
I remember every spell
when beaten black and blue.

I remember the torture,
I remember all the lies.
I remember this and more,
I remember how hope flies.

I will get through this,
this will pass me by.
It shall dissolve in the mist
when out of my hands my life will fly.