stained soul,

will the brutal stain
he left upon my heart,
always remain?

will his actions,
his need for power...
with every pain
filled thrust,
always
stick like tar
to my inner heart?

and will I ever have a day
when I can look
back and see
my childhood
not marred
by one mans need
for release?

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Comments

Blessing | November 15, 2011 - 23:28

And some know just where those buttons are and the stains ... Stains fade with time ... Another tear drops, washes away ... You emerge ...

alphadog1 | November 16, 2011 - 10:39

Thanks :)

scratch | November 16, 2011 - 21:07

I hope that this is not autobiographical Alpha....

Scratch.