In a vacuum she seeks her heart.. Frozen with fear.. She finds No tomorrow.. She tastes.. She sees.. She feels Yet knows.. She is but an illusion.. She is a ray of light That reflects.. Emptiness.. Her capacity to trust. Grinds with torturous silent screams. All is halted.. Life stops.. People grow weary.. Deep dark memories.. Take bites of her soul.. From deep within.. A place she does not know.. She is but a reflection of a human.. Once she Could love.. Be loved.. Now distant in the wake of the roads of fate she has traveled.. Miles and miles.. She has walked.. This road of life.. To find.. She has to stop.. Barricaded .. Dead end The dead-end of her mind.. A memory She does not really know. Does not quite remember.. But there.. In the deepest places.. within her.. Desperately wanting out.. Wanting the pain to scream forth But her mind holds the secrets.. That her soul craves.. Yet fights and fears To finally be freed Simple peace with herself.. Has become her dream.
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Reviews of "Hidden Memories"
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on October 4, 2003
..Erica, this piece has touched my Soul..it had me quaking and trembling as I was remembering many bites into my Soul..Excellent write..ty
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Vesna
love Tinka
From deep within..
A place she
does not know..
ty al
Amor
The dead-end
of her mind.
A memory