I push it away,
not strong enough.
Savage entered me,
abrating skin like coarse sandpaper.
Screaming, crying
but it is only in my mind.
Betrayal of all
it will never leave.
It is always there,
eager to re-enter,
ready to strike.
Stop!
Lock the door!
Cannot bleed again.
Must bury the key
it can never be found.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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