Wavering within, shadows of the past, rise and fall,
taking forbidden memories and standing aside to let
them be known.
Forgetting nothing, reliving the pain, searching for
healing deep within, holding back anger, not knowing
how to let go of it.
Feeling the need of being held as a child, yet knowing
too, it is the way of reaching the anger held inside.
Afraid of it - not letting the caring touch it for now,
a safeness is bestowed temporarily.
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