(Warning: the following contains subject matter that may be sensitive to some)
surrendering unto silence
surrendering unto silence
in stillness of night…
slowly stepping
into room
my room
sanctuary no more
sanctuary no more
he sits upon my bed
staring at my small frame
I feign sleep
he begins
stroking my hair
shutting, squeezing
eyes ever tighter
using his strength
to subdue me
into submission
tears streaming down
these cheeks
scarcely giving solace
to muffled screams of shame
scolding
blaming
seductress at six
then shushing me
saying that this
shall be our little secret
the little secret
ever since
stretching, swelling, spreading
enslaving me
unto its strangled hold
until now
seeds sowed so long ago
slowly rising
as snowy snippets
in dreams
and hazy memories
buying freedom as I am
...surrendering unto silence
in stillness of night
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26 comments:
Chilling....and beautifully written. I read it through about five times, finding something more each time.
Hazy memories....Great S poem.
That took a whole lot of courage to post. When keeping our secrets is no longer keeping us safe, it's time to let 'em out so we can heal.
Brilliant write, Polly. My heart goes out to the 6 year old child and the woman who's taking back her life.
Thank you for sharing this. It's not an easy poem to read, but important and beautifully put. I have book marked it and will come back to read it again. Look forward to reading more of your work.
Best,
JoAnn @ Stitches and Thyme
should never happen..powerful write polly...
This makes me so mad! Things like this shouldn't happen. Your writing always get emotionally. The week the emotion is mad!
Oh Polly, I ached for that little girl, and I'm also hearing her silent scream.
Your poem is just beautifully written. I can feel it all!
The pain - incredibly captured in words...
Exquisite and heart-breaking. I could hardly bear to read it.
Amazing.
=)
Polly, this is such a powerful and heartbreaking piece. You are a very strong woman, and I am honored to be blogging with you.
Simply superb, and not the slightest bit supercilious, Sister!
Would that we could erase those memories....
I wish you had posted a warning for the formally abused...then I would not have read it.
Haunting words....
Hoping peace will find you friend...
Sorry, i couldn't read it through ... I knew where you were heading right away ... however i do love your words so i am assuming this was beautifully done.
While reading this one thing came in to my mind is "Tell me your dreams" novel by Sidney sheldon. I'm not relating both of them, but while reading the novel I felt bad for those who are abused, the same feeling now.
thanks for stopping by.
Vrinda
I don't have words. I'm so sorry it ever has to be written. but no apology needed.
If you had the courage to write this, I have the courage to read it.
You know my philosophy that the telling begins the healing.
I am sending you soothing hugs and calming wishes.
Now the healing can be begin.
Thank you for sharing this sensitive post with us today as we journey through Alphabe-Thursday's letter "S".
No-one deserves this...especially a child.
Hugs Miss P.
A+
seriously beautifully written, Polly! You have an amazing way with words!
Very powerful poem--sad and sensitive.
You an amazing poet, Polly. This is a very strong piece. I'm proud to be a participant in memes with you.
I agree with Jenny. If you are strong enough to write this, then I am strong enough to read it.
Best wishes,
Anna
Anna's AT-S, S is for Swedish Summer in books
this is a powerful read
thank you for sharing
~victoria~
peace could be cool to have.
lovely surrender.
cheers,
If someone wrote you privately chastising you for this honest and true post, give me their e-mail address. I'll rip them apart.
This was incredibly powerful writing.
DO NOT APOLOGIZE for being a word crafter and communicator.
Ever.
For anyone.
If someone wrote you privately chastising you for this honest and true post, give me their e-mail address. I'll rip them apart.
This was incredibly powerful writing.
DO NOT APOLOGIZE for being a word crafter and communicator.
Ever.
For anyone.
If someone wrote you privately chastising you for this honest and true post, give me their e-mail address. I'll rip them apart.
This was incredibly powerful writing.
DO NOT APOLOGIZE for being a word crafter and communicator.
Ever.
For anyone.
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