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Primal
Scream Broken shards of glass... broken mind, spirit,
soul; In my solitude I lie crying, No I cannot cry, There’s
nothing to cry for. My soul is empty My heart is closed
I hide behind life, life as barren as my dreams, Life as vile as demons in
the night. Should I cry? ... No not tonight In my
anger I hide In myself I anger. Rage As chaotic as
the churning sea And I feel sick to my stomach. Wrapped
around rage Angry me ... Ugly me... All I touch is vile; Perhaps I will
just go away. Letting go ... Perhaps But that’s
not really me. I am tormented by myself, by life, by dreams.
Who am I, I don’t really know My mind, my body, spirit, soul has
been broken, Broken shards of glass, splintering my soul. Hazel 
THE
STORM WITHIN My spirit is lost But a
light still flickers Into the confines of The virgin-child’s mind.
Waves of emotion Slam into focus As reality storms in. It is the forbidden
darkness That I am drowning in. I know there is light, Just a tiny
spark is seen. Is my spirit there? Brenda

DARK
NIGHT CHAINS From hell to here Chains of isolation...alone...disappearing
Drowning in abuse Fighting to emerge...gasping...breathless Wishing to
die Awakened by life Reaching upward through hope
Holding fast...courage my guide Today I live...my journey
is only beginning Tracy 
SEE
ME See me I’m me,
not you Though as a child I didn’t know where I ended and
you began. I’m your daughter I’m your sister
I’m not a sex object See me, I’m me, not you. See
me NOW I am a beautiful child Bright and pure In order to escape
your eyes I had to leave my body With you, While I had to go somewhere
else Into blackness, scary but safe. I can be part
of this tree Hidden in its curves and lines No one can see me I am
covered and held Here I am safe enough to close my eyes to sleep.
Beth

All that is left is me and that's enough.

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