Tattered Posted November 12, 2004 Report Share Posted November 12, 2004 Entering my memory's smokie room I Pull out my mind's eye camera and press zoom Viewing my life in retrospect As though I were on the outside looking back My hands are tied and my voice is silent I see a 3yr old girl in a life cold and violent Seeing her Mother scream and her father patrol His mouth forming clever words your conclusions to control His arms around their shoulders 2 boys and 1 girl Did they really choose to enter such a world? His voice is low and and demenor dominating The effects of the insanity still culminating The fog enters, the screen closes The room fades and a hallway appears A little girl walks down a lonely road full of fears... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted November 12, 2004 Report Share Posted November 12, 2004 Welcome back Tattered, always good to see you. You're voice often murmurs, whispers, shouts - sings praises too. But no matter what you post or how long the time away, Your Pen family, the family of NOW, welcomes you anyway. The past clasps the present with cold dead skeletal claws And tries to wrench the focus on to it. But you can only plan for tomorrow, and live in the now - So tell the past, Politely, to screw it. It has no power that you don't lend it, The nightmares strong can fade. From the desert sun of loneliness, Come into the Pen's oasis of shade. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tattered Posted November 14, 2004 Author Report Share Posted November 14, 2004 Thanks P..You're the best. Yeah, the only reason I wrote that is because it has been haunting me for a long time, and I have never written about it. But mainly cuz someone asked me what my first memory was. Unfortuantly that is what I could remember. The sad thing is, that I am sure good things happened, and they are in there somewhere, but I can't seem to remember those things. I am working on it. Thanks for your inspiration. You make me want to be a better human. I am better, one good choice at a time... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ayshela Posted November 14, 2004 Report Share Posted November 14, 2004 *hugs Tattered* welcome back, i've missed you! was just wondering where you'd gone, the other day, so doubly glad to see you! dang, don't you hate it when they ask that? *sigh* *hugs* know what you mean.. the good's in there, it's just sometimes hard to see through the blood and through the tears. It does eventually wash away, or at least thin enough for visibility. It really does. *hugs* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tattered Posted November 14, 2004 Author Report Share Posted November 14, 2004 Aw, Ayshela, it's nice to be missed. I definately missed being here...Life is so time consuming. I need to make more time for me and reflection....Thanks for the support, you are the sweetest. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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