Therese Bacha Poet Prose Poetry

Sound of Thunder

Sound of Thunder 

My pain is real 
I cannot control my emotions 
I walk in a haze 
when I feel that dark days 
are ahead of me 

I would like to run away 
but my fear is like a storm 
fed by memories 
that crash like thunder 
stopping me in my tracks 

My past haunts me 
I am unable to forget 
forever lost in time 
Even my shadow shrinks 
and disappears 

I've always been a target 
never holding the revolver 
Bruised and beaten 
my expectations were always 
shot down in cold blood 

Tonight I wish I had 
the same liberty of youth 
Then the silence wouldn't matter 
and I could live like 
there is always a tomorrow 

I am that timid woman 
standing by the river 
surrounded by darkness 
I need to test the waters 
and plunge in 
Terry. 
10/9/2016

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Morgen Farmer September 23, 2016 at 12:32 AM "I am that timid woman standing by the river surrounded by darkness I need to test the waters and plunge in" You are a strong woman Terry. Well written. Therese Bacha September 23, 2016 at 6:03 PM Thank you so much for passing by, your sharing touched my heart. Terry xoxo