Donna Smith Poet Free verse

Stolen Moment

A moment lost I cry for now.  Memories
fuzzed by the event that stole from me.  I
long for that moment back to piece together this
shattered self I am.  Confusion mounts as I
slowly slip further away.  More determine than
ever to regain the time gone.  Most know not this
anger I feel.  How it comes to life and consumes
my time.  It slips further away each time I try.
Failure to receive that memory lost angers me
further to a breaking point.  Angry I am I push
away from those who do not understand.  Bitter
angers wells inside me to all I am is an emptied
shell.  For the stolen moment I remember not.

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Doris Culverhouse November 2, 2009 at 5:49 PM hang in there, it will get better!! Again welcome to poetry soup!!

Carolyn Devonshire May 7, 2009 at 5:45 PM Very compelling, Donna. Be assured that many of us struggle to revive those "stolen moments." The memory will come back to you when you least expect it, probably just as you are falling asleep. But the overwhelming sense of loss this moment caused will take time to heal. You evoke sadness and compassion from the reader. A hearfelt write that bares your precious soul, Donna. Love, Carolyn