REMINISCE

Chaotic is my world
A never ending battle within
I turn to you for solace
I turn to you for peace
Safety is what I feel in your arms
Your loving stroke is my redemption

But then you changed
Your solace turned to menace
Your comforting silence turned to harsh whispers
Of hatred and anger...
Your gentle strokes turned to bruising grips
Pain is all you’ve given me now

Still I held on
Into your arms I threw myself
Reliving the days long gone
04/11/05

Sorry if you think my poem is lame... I just write out my feelings...