Feelings, Thoughts and Strange Sensations
She walks slowly and silently
down the road,
face down toward the ground.
She has feelings and thoughts,
strange sensations,
she cannot understand,
but that no little child
should have to bear.
The strange sensations
come at bedtime
but she knows not why.
As she grows older,
it all stays with her,
yet she has no memory,
she can name no names,
just feelings and thoughts
and strange sensations,
still, she knows not why,
perhaps the naked truth,
the pure and naked truth
shall never be known,
and one more silent victim,
walks, face to the ground,
down the road,
Carrying the burden of
feelings, thoughts and strange sensations.
Copyright © Ian Kilfoil | Year Posted 2011
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