They put that burning pain
In the pit pf your stomach.
Years did not take it away.
Time left unhealed scars, aching.
They squeeze life from you
at every turn and even when
you don't know why you are hurting.
The hating doesn't go away.
Emotion churns within you,
Boiling over in raging
Anger against the ones you love.
You act as a helpless puppet
in the fury of it all for
you do not know the secret
of its destruction.
If I could have been there . . .
If I could have stopped them . . .
But you were alone in your
terror and you live with the
haunting memories every moment,
carrying them into every situation.
Only you can lose those childhood
chains that bind you like a slave
to your past.
Only you can forgive them all, and must,
to be free of them at last.