Torn between the trembling fear
And the anger every day I hear
Fist pounding though the walls
The crying that pleads in the halls
Trying to feel safe behind closed doors
Slowly the shadows appear like before
The echoing of voices in the night
Makes me close my eyes so tight
The door opens as it creeps my soul
I feel breathing making me grow cold
As shadows tower over me in the dark
Racing is the pounding of my heart
Wiping my tears slowly with my thumb
My body doesn’t move, as I become numb
A nightmare vision presses their body against mine
The pain that tears my inner soul raw each time
The pleading to be finely set free
From this torment I ask for the death of me
Torn between the trembling fear
And the anger every day I hear
Author notes
Picture Devouring Shadows by Gwynedd
A contest entry
- Wake up to ALL Abuse - Prewrites Welcome by Shari-Lei.
700 points, ended March 3, 2009, 61 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Painful Childhood memories by woja.
625 points, ended January 13, 19 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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i no how u feel....i went through tht to..and i no how hard it could be..sometimes i would feel hopeless...and i would just run away..but now i wish i would have done something about it because now i run away from my problems..and cry alot...i just wish i could change everything u no?.... amazing story and i can really connect to it great job...u have a wonderful gift!.
love your friend alwayz,
jeravia

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Thank you for your comments. When your a child you think your parents are there to keep you from harm. But sometimes its not like that. I think I was stronger to keep my self sain but you never forget. No matter how old you get. Just don't let what happened you one make your life know unhappy. Life is a beautiful thing and you have to live it. We have health and life is precious. Thats how I see it know. I live in the present even though the memories of pain will always be there. Blessing my friend LISA
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And the child becomes adult, damaged by abuse & pain, how lonely & terrifying those nights must have been.
Tragic, and sad.

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Thank you for your comments. Life sometimes can be painful and sad. Things that are out of our control. And as we grow we just have to learn to cope with the pain. Blessings Lisa
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wow
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Memories
Memories still come to life even when we bury them deeply and cover them well.
My own abuse was brought back with these words, not that they are ever far from my mind. I am not affected now as I have been before writing about it.

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wow!
this is great both in choice of words and the story you've told. you came back to the beginning line very naturally. the title is good as well. that is what caused me to stop and read & i'm glad i did. congrats on your honorable mention!! it was well deserved! -
Judged
What a powerful piece you have written. Your words tell a story, the pain screams and you just want to provide protection form the suffering.
Your use of rhyme is excellent.
Thank you for entering my contest and good luck
Shari
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very powerfull and moving, i completely affiliate with this poem, sent shivers down my spine x
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mom great write.I loved your rhyme and the feeling that this conveyed.And the internal struggle that ravage the soul. It is like battle that never end. But we have to continue to fight it.I liked your line breakage and forceful words used here.great job.


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Fist pounding though the walls
The crying that pleads in the halls
Trying to feel safe behind closed doors
Slowly the shadows appear like before
The echoing of voices in the night
Makes me close my eyes so tight
The door opens as it creeps my soul
I feel breathing making me grow cold
AMAZING I just dont have enough words to articulate how great this is -
WOW.. this was a fabulous piece. It gave me chills as I read the stanzas. The fears that we allow to disable us truly become nightmares.
Great job with this...
Good luck in the contest, my sister..
Love you
Nor


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