|
These are two poems I wrote when I was about 22 years old, they were very much about how I felt back then! Who Would Understand A little girl trying to forget The past, the scars, the pain A child’s mind, in a woman’s body The past and present never separate So mixed up, the pain so real Never can one forget The past and what it meant Pain not pleasure, forever will reign The memories of yesteryear Experiences long since past Why is it so hard to forget? Will I ever be free of the pain within? Why pick on me, answers I shall never see The guilt, the pain, locked in my brain I can’t explain just how I feel For who would understand
© Glenda PK
Can I forget? What were your reasons? I’ll never understand A victim for you Was I the only one? I was your puppet The doll you dragged around I try to understand Make it clear in my mind It’s impossible for me No matter how I try Forgive and forget That’s what the book says I have learned to forgive But memories are sharp The scars too deep Forget, I’ve not yet learned that trick They blame it on you The doctors in command The way I have turned out My lifestyle in hand Was it you, was it me? I guess I’ll never know Has my age ever really progressed Above the year my memory has set
© Glenda PK
|
