Robin L. Gass Poet Quatrain

The Past

Alone, inside my wounded mind
seeking answers I must find
the past, it rears its ugly head
to keep me filled with pain and dread
always wanting me to bleed
to fill a dark and vile need.

Too many years it's kept its hold
and left me lost in dark so cold.
In desperate tones I plead and pray
I beg it "please, just go away"!
Within my weary soul I grieve
fearing it may never leave.

I've fought so hard to be set free
from pain trapped deep inside of me
with no parole, sentenced for life
with pain that cuts with razor knife.
Still to this very day I fight
to kill the dark and keep the light.

Though tears flow from this womans eyes
it's still the little girl who cries.
Again, she sings the same sad song
feeling what she feels is wrong.
Always regretting to reveal
to the world the pain I feel.

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Argho Chakraborty January 20, 2009 at 12:00 AM Amazing... honestly amazing...!! I am lost for words...!! Amazing.....!!

Carol Sunshine Brown January 14, 2009 at 10:44 AM Amazing writing coming straight from the heart. They say time heals and I have seen for the most part it does. Keep writing it does help. Love, Carol

Keith Bickerstaffe January 9, 2009 at 6:22 AM Brilliant couplet rhyming and 888888 meter! One of your very best... BRAVO Robin! Love, Keith

John Rhinem January 8, 2009 at 10:43 AM This makes me think of Matthew 11: 28-30!:) And also John 16: 33!:) I would recommend reading those two passages dear lady!!! But not only reading them-but wearing them as a band around your finger for life!!! And as long as you hold on, or set your eyes upon shadows, past or present-'believe me,' they shall also do unto "You!!"~thats why 'Christ' said, "keep your eyes upon Heavenly things, and come out of babylon!"~"My Love To You, John!":)~On we go....

Sharon Winter January 8, 2009 at 7:50 AM Emotional and heartbreaking write Robin. Difficult to be strong when the child in us will never truly forget the pain. Hang in there. One day at time. Keep going strong. Love, Shar

Kristin Reynolds January 8, 2009 at 2:47 AM I know exactly of what you write here, for my tortured little girl within, needs alot of extra love as well. childhood pain is a tough one to get past, but with the help of God and light, you will. :) Love, Kristin

Brian Strand January 8, 2009 at 12:27 AM A heartfelt write that will heal Robin.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Daniel Neal January 7, 2009 at 2:06 PM Wow! so much truh in your words. DN

Maryam Jameela Haniff January 7, 2009 at 1:48 PM great wording here the poem flows really well....thanx for your kind words....always Maryam

Carrie Richards January 7, 2009 at 12:34 PM The line that captures me is "it's the little girl who cries"....those painful memories from our early days, are the hardest to let go. I think, in writing poetry...it is part of the healing process. I hope it helps to "let it go" by sharing it here in your poem. God Bless You. Love, Carrie

Christopher Higgins January 7, 2009 at 10:30 AM The past Robin is a learning device for the future. The voice in this poem speaks with such passion of pain lived and the knowledge of where they came from. I loved the last stanza especially because it puts the woman next to the little girl who cries..very strong...Thank you for your awesome comments Robin. I hope you believe me when I say that they mean the world to me. You are a talent my friend and I am so happy to have the pleasure of reading your work on this site. Be bless...love, Chris.

Sara Zahed January 7, 2009 at 10:21 AM Sometimes, the past is best forgiven, yet some pieces of the past have wonderful memories hidden away. I hope you feel better and forget whatever was in your way :) tc...Sara...