A Time For Healing
My memories are bleak
they’re dormant in my mind
resisting thoughts of childhood
pretending to be blind.
Insecure by your actions
which left me isolated and alone
all because you could not refrain
taking what you didn’t own.
Panged with insatiable hunger
to be free of your restraints
hiding behind a mask of fear
on a canvas of abuse I paint.
Pallets filled with colors
of the darkest known to man
brush strokes with a purpose
to cover what began.
I’ve seen you since that day
you took my innocence by hand
eyes looking off into the distance
as in front of you I stand.
Emotionless you stood there
unable to look me in the eyes
glancing into a haze of darkness
of your deepest lies.
Look at me, this woman now
who stands before you unafraid
the one you trespassed against
as a child you betrayed.
Don’t look off into the horizon
acting as though it didn’t exist
A retched, foul example of a man
A soul that won’t be missed.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
