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Memoir of a Survivor

Pack the horror away and store it deep inside Bury the diary in the backyard half a meter deep Shred every single photo; cast them to the wind Set fire to your memories; never let them see you weep Don't recount your past to anyone, no matter they be close Clench your teeth together; there's no such thing as hope Get married, bear children, go to work each day One dark night they'll find you ~ hanging from a rope

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Tom Cunningham

Date: 1/14/2020 4:21:00 AM

Powerful verse Gershon, eventually those suppresed horrific memories will surface, sadly with consequences. Tom

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/14/2020 9:33:00 AM

Those memories inevitably do bubble up. Thanks, Tom. ~ Gershon

Edlynn Nau

Date: 1/13/2020 9:50:00 PM

Depression, PTSD, abuse, and so many things that we try to smile our way through. It’s people in an hour glass and running out of time. This was done with great skill and it packs the same punch that discovering someone is gone in this way does. It’s our wake up call and the cry to support everyone around us. We NEED each other. Well done!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/14/2020 9:32:00 AM

Thank you for the insightful comment. We surely do need each other. ~ Gershon

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/13/2020 9:37:00 PM

I was rather into this one, when, wham, you got me, and deeply in the end!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/14/2020 9:31:00 AM

You came to the end of my rope. ~ Zing

Jean Bush

Date: 1/13/2020 9:29:00 PM

“The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.” Henry David Thoreau You broke my heart with this one, kid.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/14/2020 9:35:00 AM

Here's to healing! Cheers, Gershon