The only release…..





Your face it fills me with such feeling,

A dread that drills and drums,

A shaking sweat, spills out, I’m kneeling

Until my saviour comes.

Your touch it terrifies me to tears,

A horror that’s hell not healing,

A fumbled fall that releases fears

A nightmare still unreeling.

I’ll sit and suffer, supressed by silence,

Until the day I can escape this violence.


5 comments on “The only release…..”

      1. Oh yeah, I know the feeling well. I’ve only been at this blogging thing for a little over two month myself. I’m always worried when I new short story or character interview of mine posts.

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