By:Carol Huber
You hide in the dark of my mind
Where memory is tattered and torn
Behind the screens of forgotten abuse
You hide
In shadows you lurk
Like a thief who stole precious jewels
Trust and love and even my sense of self
What will you do one day
When I have remembered everything
And there are no shadows left
And you can no longer hide
In the dark?
CJH – 11/08/01
Carol Y. Huber copyright – 11/08/01
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