Swirling memories
of Darkness
The memories swirl around me at
An ever increasing pace
And the pain repeatedly washes over me
like giant tidal waves.
I feel strangely present in my body.
Usually as soon as I feel the first
invading fingers of that Darkness touch me, I
Quickly, efficiently slip out of my
body.
But that initial moment of invasion has
long since passed,
Giving way to the full-force onslaught
of the memories.
Yet I am still very much present in my
body.
I can feel the Dark fingers tugging at
my mind,
Dragging up memories from the graveyard
of my childhood.
Fear grips tightly around me as those
Dark fingers fling one after another hurt at me.
Yet I am still here.
Pain pierces my heart and reaches up
with steel fingers,
Holding tightly about my throat, trying
to maintain
The deadly silence of the past.
Tears flow like a river.
I can actually feel them as they roll
down my cheeks.
Heart wrenching sobs break through the
strangle-hold of pain and fear.
With each body-shuddering sob, I can
feel some of the pain and fear leave, with
Each gasping breath I can feel a little
more life and love come in.
Now the pain has become a cleansing
force, flushing out the memories that caused the pain as they rotten deep
within.
The inner Darkness
Which is of others’ making is getting
less and less potent as
The Light comes in.
In the Darkness’ last attempt for this
round, it tells me that my truth is fear and death.
I tell the Darkness that The Truth is
hope and life.
by Mindy Hawk, All Rights Reserved
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