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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Storm
[time] => 2002-08-03 14:52:37
[hometext] => This is another dv piece. According to Terry and Chrissie and all of you who read these poems of mine on a regular basis I need to "release in order to teach" and to heal. So this is another release... I hope it touches some of you, and I hope that maybe it can cause someone else out there to see the light.
[bodytext] => The thunder rolls
Lightening pierces the sky, And with every blow that falls I accept that I’m going to die. Rain pounding, Hail falling outside, The distant rolling thunder Is just a reminder of my fright. He is Yelling, Screaming, So many bruises, And if I live over this tonight In the morning there will just be excuses. His dinner wasn’t cooked just right, I didn’t look at him the right way, All I know is I’m dying inside, A little more with each passing day. The storm rages on, And so does his temper, And I’m in the floor All I can do is just whimper. Seeing the hate flash through The crystal ice of his eyes, That the kindest words in public, To me, it can’t disguise. Terrified so much now, I can’t even scream, Watch as the lightening strikes… Then suddenly I’m lifted Up towards the light. Being held and comforted… I’ll be alright… The thunder has stopped here… and so have my tears… Am I dreaming? I could stay here for years! And then I wake up, Lying again on the living room floor, I’ve made it through another night without dying And as the thunder rages outside, I can’t remember what I’m even living for. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 13 [informant] => ginsdance [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 19 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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