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Violating My Space
As I lay,
back turned toward the intruder
Wondering;
Why is this stranger
violating my space?
I am speechless,
for fear the sounds
may rise the others
from their chambers
of slumber.
While in my chamber
there is no slumber,
just nightmares of
torture.
Trusting one you know-
to inflict no harm
Hands of a stranger
on a familiar form.
Contemplating;
A silent scream,
so silent...
The mountains tremble
Yet, not a hearing ear
does it penetrate.
My song carries into a wail
But, Still, to no avail.
The turmoil has ended
the fury has subsided
the intruder, reaching his
fantasy; has now departed.
I slumber not;
for pain has enveloped
my person.
My tears flow steadily
streaming down my pale cheeks
The shame grows to immeasurable
proportions.
Guilt!
Should I be riddled of guilt;
of false visions from beyond?
Visions of...
twisted truth,
disintegrated boundaries.
Dust to dust, fire to ash.
I too,
wish to rise from this inferno.
My space no longer violated
I now know to:
live a life so true
release the visions of past
be free:
to have a love that will last.
