Thought

I dare not express these needs
They bubble and rise within my belly
But to accept who I am again is terrifying
Burned once in the Heaven of being true
A Heaven that soon became Hell
I measure all against the pain you gave me
Your obsessive, sadistic, controlling mind
The one that I trusted to protect me
The one that promised me love and warmth
You used me as a source to vent your anger
I was nothing more than a displayed trophy
A toy to be used again and again at your will
You broke me all those years ago
And now I stand in no man’s land
Not able to be true to myself
Not wanting the alternative
I have tried it
So, I stand alone.


~ Copyright Charlotte Sometimes (SRWB) 2008