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
Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2016
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