Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Dagger to my soul

When you laid hands on me
You didn't bruise my skin
Or break my bones
That night your hands
Put a dagger to my soul

The hands that used to rise
To bless me with happiness
Fell hard on my self
And shattered the world
I grew up believing in

Those bows struck on my being
to take away from me
the love that nurtured me
and faith that protected me
from "evil" in the outside world

What was I to do
when the evil came from within
from the safe haven
that I came to
when darkness dawned
from the souls
who were my Gods
and the temple
that I called home!!

1 comment:

  1. I feel the pain in this post.. I guess time would never be enough to heal the pain.. Just try to be the bigger soul.. All that I can say..
    God Bless ! :)