An Unintelligible Quest Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An Unintelligible Quest



When nighttime falls upon my furrowed brow, I remember the
past, it's horrid nightmarish quality.

Afraid no more, seeing it for what it was, somehow still
unable to break from it's grasp.

A lifetime struggle, an intuition that it will last forever
within my mind.

The only catapulting factor being self-suicide, patriarchial
stares throughout the eons, keeping me clutched in fearful
darkened corners, no reality to touch.

Swiftly passing through memories, images stalward, threatening
and keeping me a prisoner, silently within.

Death of me more menacing than the threats of old, challenged
continually, seen in flashbacks so horrible, blasting me
ferociously, powder-burned, hurt, full of sadness, no light
shining into depths of long ago.

Blinded by unimaginable truths of realty, laid to rest, life
an unintelligible quest better put to rest.

Friday, July 11, 2014
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