Burns.
Lights on the ceiling
Shine throughout weak and strong
Moments in the darkness
Moments that are wrong
Laughter in the evening
Tears in my face
Humming of a person
No belongment in this place
Silence in the chaining
Cries with the kick
Screaming with the tender belt
wacking with the stick
I cannot address the hurt
That i feel so strongly inside
A moment of shutdown
Want to go and hide
The tremor of pain
The moment of tears
The slient knocking
For several years
A punch in the face
Again i am wrong
A nudge in another direction
Nowhere to belong
A kick in the legs
Fall to the floor
Unnoticed, unheard
nothing anymore
My cries are my cries
My screams are my screams
But it hurts everyday
And it burns in my dreams.
Such a powerful heartfelt poem Emily you held me captive from begining to end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh wow... burning with feeling....10