isn't it beautiful
that it only took seven years
for my body to regenerate,
for me to become something
that you've never touched
hopelessly, even though
every square inch of me is new,
your touch is still burned into me
like a cigarette put out in an ash tray.
my fingertips are new,
yet i can still recall yours
and the way they took my innocence
while i crumbled into the arms of a stuffed animal.
i long for the day where the memory of you
dissipates from my mind,
the day where your saliva evaporates off of my body,
and your voice fades from my ears
i pray that day will come
though i'm not sure that i can withstand
the weight of another seven years
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lr (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this is a poem i wrote about the childhood traumas that seem to follow me everywhere.
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Despite the traumatic and dark inspiration behind these words, this a a great poem my friend and was simply crying out to be written.... Best Regards & All Good Things, Neville
Thank you, I believe good comes from every dark experience. Thank you for reading
lr
a pleasure and true.. and all mine.......... Neville
These poem brought tears to my eye's. You have great strength be proud of all you have over come and stand tall. Much love xx
I appreciate your reply. Glad even the dark times bring moving words
lr
HI LAUREN ~ ANGELA HERE : Seven years is a difinitive period : to escape from the past and begin anew ! I know from experience as a Physiotherapist & Church Councellor (for Young Ladies who have suffered traumas & abuse etc) that the past can be massaged away : prayed for and reduced by love & TLC ! But as you rightly say : a fraction always remains ! However the experience does make you stronger and better able to cope with "predators" in the future. Thanks for sharing I know it is cathartic ; and the loving & positive responses you have received will also help : AMEN !
Thinking of you : Praying for you
Blessings & 🧡 in the Spirit : ANGELA
They say "Time heals all" , it's not entirely true, but as time passes the pain diminishes. Believe, that if you survived this, you are a powerhouse . A strong woman who will survive whatever comes her way. Bravo to you for your courage.
You have written an excellent poem, that delivers the agony to the reader. Great stuff. - Phil A.
Well done Lauren
Keep strong and let the light in a little more every day
Remember you are a miracle
Here, you are amongst kindred souls
Well writtten piece and another little step to peace I hope
It is very hard thing to bring out and talk about child truama. From experience i know its always in tbe back of your mind. I hope that writing helps you gain closure and start healing.excellent write 🖤🖤✌🖤
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