A Child When it Happened

Thomasine Dye

 

I was only a child when it happened

And the sight made me empty inside

My young mind became well-acquainted

With the unreality of this life

 

Everything seemed a haze

Nothing could make me feel

Save an ever-looming panic

Always threatening to appear

 

‘Will I ever be whole again?’

Wondered the child of nine

When they asked why I never smiled

I told them that I was fine

 

The emptiness never subsided

Neither that gruesome sight

Appearing in shadows and dreams

Terrorizing my every night

 

The child slowly grew

And so did their wounds

Some measure of feeling returned

But peace continued to elude

 

My nerves have never forgotten

They perpetually twitch and shake

As if the unspeakable thing happened

Not even a yesterday

  • Author: Thomasine Dye (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 19th, 2022 16:39
  • Category: Reflection
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  • GenXer Shamrocker ☘️

    Beautifully written. Many different emotions in this poem.

  • JudyStella

    Childhood trauma is carried into ones adulthood as well. I am sorry for your experiences, hope you heal slowly though I know it cannot be eradicated. Thanks for sharing ✨



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