Ghosts of my Ancestors

by Maple Tree   Nov 27, 2018

Walls etched in acidic nightmares
coat the outer rim of my mind,
bones dangle from cliffs; laced
within evil expressions.

Valium fingers, fumble
through pages of unread letters,
diary notes kept hidden from innocent
eyes; mentally drained from truthful words.

Whispers quiver in the dark
awaiting nurturing embraces,
family become strangers as
food rots upon a dusty table.

I'll never give thanks for abandonment-

but I'm grateful for lessons learned,
tragedy becomes reality within a
house built for me; It was my decision
to make it a home- not a dwelling
where a child wishes they were never born.


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  • 2 days ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Straight from the heart and the truth well spoken. I give you prompts in every aspect and the school of life is a never-ending journey. We do the best we can as a parent and the how part is something else. You are a great inspiration to so many and my heart goes out to you. Keep strong. Hugs

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Great write... i love the way you weaved the words and how you make us feel the pain..I agreed with Brenda,after all the pain we need to heal..

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Brenda

    A lot of pain in these words, but also catharsis in putting these words into paper. We need to purge these feelings and hopefully by doing this you begin to heal. Hugs my friend-

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I want to wrap you up in a hug after reading this! I felt the surge of emotions in this, of exhaustion, of a soul aching.

    A personal yet powerful write <3

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