The pain of abuse
Has never gone away for me.
It has stayed with me everyday.
I may as well still be
Being attacked.
For my soul is attacked
Every day from the pain
That I do feel.
My soul is scared
My heart a heavy sack.
My mind a mess of a mess
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poems are so sad but only you can let go and move on to create the world the way you want it to be. Only you! May God bless you! Marilyn