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Suicidal Chase

Suicidal Chase The shadow’s dissipating, moving slowly out of mind. Yet I find I'm still in misery and escape I can not find. Oh the memories, haunting memories, will they ever cease to be? I am running, ever running, and the past is chasing me...

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Michael Tor

Date: 6/8/2020 7:59:00 PM

I hope you are well. This write was very dark. Hugs Michael

Michael Tor
Date: 6/9/2020 9:36:00 PM

I am 60 and that is my high school picture back in 1979. One of these days I will show my gray hair.

Michael Tor
Date: 6/9/2020 9:35:00 PM

I'm happy you have moved forward and are writing. That must of taken a while to overcome, Susan. There is much evil in this world and many victims that deal with this adversity. I hope you have moved on and know that those deeds perpetrated on you will not go unpunished...

Susan Jeavons
Date: 6/8/2020 8:24:00 PM

Michael, this is an old poem. I am 70+ years old and I am a child sexual abuse survivor. I was also diagnosed in my 20's with Bipolar. So there were some very dark times. I am good now. I have three beautiful daughters and many grand kids who fill me with joy. So thank you for your concern. Hugs back, Susan Maree

Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/7/2019 1:00:00 AM

Me again..what love you have to share that painful past so truthfully, Poetry like yours POTD. It's so heartwretchingly human Panagiota

Susan Jeavons
Date: 5/8/2019 11:36:00 AM

Thank you again Panagiota. I share my poetry with other abuse survivors too, on a private site for survivors that I run. It is cathartic to say the least. Blessings and hugs, Susan

Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/4/2019 1:17:00 AM

Haunting to the Max... Panagiota

Susan Jeavons
Date: 5/4/2019 10:11:00 AM

Thank you kindly Panagiota. Blessings, Susan