It's there, and it's gone
in a flash.
My breath catches;
I can't swallow.
In that instant
I fear the dark.
I am afraid of the cold
and the empty words,
the smell of deceit
and the bloody lies.
If I let it,
it will hurt me;
as sure as a knife
would tear open
my flesh.
If I dwell on it,
it will kill me;
turn dark every light
in my safe harbor.
So I live with these glimpses...
these split-second, terrifying memories.
Waiting...
wanting the pain
to go away forever.
1/18/07
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-01-18 15:07:42
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