These words tell of my struggle
A struggle to keep from drowning
Drowning in my own emotion
This paper a drain to wash all emotion into
Wash away these feelings
The feelings that are no longer good for me
These emotions: Guilt
The guilt of being someone
Who so many are repulsed by
Shame, the shame
That your innocence was stolen,
Before an age where innocence made sense
Loss, the loss
You feel when people you love are lost
Through no fault other than your own
Pain, the pain
You feel when you realise
You do not deserve the love of those around you
Worry, the worry
You feel that one day
You may find you lose everyone you hold dear
These are the emotions felt
By someone who lost a lot
And gained even less
The words on this paper
Are vessels to wash emotion away
A mental release
These are the words of someone lost
The words of someone found again
The words of a survivor.
© Ann Dempsey 2008
Survivor ' 08 by Ann Dempsey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Unported License.
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
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