I hear you
You hate me
Your voice haunts me
Taunts me
Incessant
I cannot escape
Drowning in sounds of insults
Permeate
To depths unknown
My body, my limbs, my cells
My soul
Shrivels
Shrinking in despair
Hearing the only language ever known
Despised, Disgraced
Scared to the core
Spewing anger to disguise the pain
Staying distant
Safe
Knees drawn tight
Rocking
In pain
Terrified of monsters
Known and unknown
No escaping
Little legs cannot run fast enough
Nowhere to run
No one to run to
No hope for the young and innocent
Precious little one
I love you
But you do not believe me
An Ex-Corporate Junkie Comes Clean!
A seeker, a searcher, a sojourner on a path into the vastly undiscovered, unknown territory that makes up me, myself and I. Somewhat of an understated yet sometimes aggressive smartass who had to get lost to discover that she was searching. An ex-corporate junkie who for a long time was clueless and blinded by the "bling" of everyday distractions to notice all the hooks, the hookers or the hooked, never mind the artificial highs and depressing lows. Am I clean now? Read more About Me and keep coming back ...I’ll come clean!
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