This is a slight revision of one of my earliest attempts at poetry.
Screams escape from the depths of my murdered innocence.
Terror reigns as I again see shadows of unforgotten faces.
Holding me, they tear away all hope of cherished modesty.
I die again a virgin's death with each new blunt invasion.
Purity struggles for every breath in my otherwise guiltless setting.
I cry, but tears do not wash the toxic stains of primordial aggression.
I awake, another dream, another panic in the night.
My heart cries once more, knowing that tomorrow is another day.
Another lethal repetition, obsessed that they are there.
Based upon my experience with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
In the test of being, what is the cost, anguish stops in mid stream, mid scream, reality keeps mood at bay in places that are only in the eyes of the beholder. Roads break into paths and tranquility as the words flow from the pen. Peace comes slow but it comes...You are a most excellent writer.. Walt
This would make a stone cry, Lori ... but sadly, not even touch the perpetrators, perhaps. This write deals a mortal blow to those who can even touch, smell or sense in any other way the picture that you so graphically paint here... to actually have experienced such anguish is frankly beyond my wildest nightmares. Your sheer brilliance takes me there in this surgical masterpiece. May this written blood-let bring some form of healing and resolution to your heart and mind, and may God's spirit bathe and cleanse your soul. I believe that He can make ALL things new, being a God of creation. Bless you for this brave and full-frontal piece. Kate xx
Heartwrenching, and very very powerful, Lori. And truly hope you've been able to overcome your PTSD. They say writing helps; and it appears your writing about this may have helped you; truly hope so, and please write on.
There are the those who are victims and there are those of us who survive becoming a victim, no doubt, you survived. Now do not victimize yourself with your undeserved guilt for what someone else did. They in fact, will not survive.
Purity In Beginning Purity In End You Do Not Die Obsessed Only Blessed!
TRASK
Reviewed by Samuel Armstead (Reader)
Reviewed on September 28, 2004
Very well written Lori,the pain is very vivid.I pray that through Jesus Christ a renewing of the mind. With his grace and mercy watch over and protect you.
Your Friend
In Christ
Sam
This poem is very well written. Stripped to the bare bones and nerves and brain. I know what it's like to wake up every morning and dread the day. There are many things that can cause PTSD.
An extremely enlightening poem, Lori.
Writing is a wonderful form of release........
This write is very powerful and raw
from the soul.......
pax A
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on September 28, 2004
Lori, this is an absolutely gut-wrenching stunningly descriptive write! Whenever I read anything that resembles this type of horror, I cannot begin to fathom nor will I ever understand the how’s and why’s of what could possibly possess someone to rob and then savagely ravage a innocent human being in this way. It saddens me terribly. May the gentle winds of the Creator’s grace comfort and keep you and yours safe throughout your travels through time and space. Take care and be well.
You have graphically portrayed the horror that still resides in you and I hope will soon pass. A vivid look into how violence affects women who have been abused or raped.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on September 28, 2004
Oh My Lori, this one is so explosive and powerful!
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
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William ....Love & Peace
This surly does bring tears to ones eyes...
heartshattering...may you find peace one day. :(
excellent write--keep writing and healing
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
Lovwe Tinka
TRASK
Your Friend
In Christ
Sam
An extremely enlightening poem, Lori.
Only God can wash away such malignant evil...Lori
Peter
This write is very powerful and raw
from the soul.......
pax A
Powerful! This really stirs the emotions! Superb!
Carmen :-)
"I die again a virgin's death with each new blunt invasion"
wow, what an image! your pain is strong in this one ...