Buried Rage Part 1 the Story of My Life

The volcano currently lies in a dormant state A superficial interpretation might lead one To believe that there is no threat of danger But, do not become a victim of this deceptive illusion For you must exercise restraint when in her mighty presence Because when she is reminded of the torment inflicted upon her By thoughtless words and actions directed towards her By a chauvinistic member of the male species The vexatious emotions buried deep down inside her Result in the instigation of her volatile rage Causing fiery lava to explode from within her And burning anyone who dares to remain When you look at her You see a woman But, a six year old little girl dwells here Whose childhood consists of filthy violations Inflicted on her by the one who is Ruled by sadism and ruthlessness Whose truculent actions have desecrated her soul Making it soiled and dirty From the secrets and shame that she is forced To keep hidden for her tormentor While he feeds off her blood that is left From her wounds that have yet to heal Over the years her burden has expanded immeasurably To include lovers, boyfriends and husbands That have all inflicted their own wounds And demoniac abuse on her Leaving scars that remain with her No one betrayal left her despondent One by one each added to the next Until it accumulated into a gargantuan mass Leaving her in a state of lugubriosity For which she can find no escape PLEASE PROCEED TO PART 2 OF THE POEM