SECRETS OF THE PAST

The rain outside usually comforts me,
but tonight it gives me chills.

Those cold lonely raindrops
soaking into the ground
and running down the hills.

Before, I would sit watching
and remembering things
that used to be,
but now I pray to forget
those terrifying memories
that haunt me.

I try to think of happy times,
so I can forget at last,
but as soon as I relax,

In come the dark secrets of the past.

I wake up screaming and crying
because they tease me when I sleep.

I wish they would have stayed
where they were,
in my mind,buried deep.

I can see nasty hurtful pictures
before my eyes,
I can hear terrible helpless screams
that turn out to by MY cries.

How do I make them go away
so I can finally have
some peace of mind?

Don't ever dig too deep,
you may not like the things you find.

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