Repressed

A healthy curiosity

In sex

Stunted by one moment

A moment never spoken

Acknowledged or remembered

But forever held

Inside it happens again

Over and over

A veil held before it

Hazy and blurred

The mind can forget

But the heart always knows

And a person changed

Forevermore holds in contempt

Their heat and touch

The stomach churns

The wall drops

And blissful ignorance

Is there once more

When will the veil fall

The wall crumble

The truth be bared?

When will the mind be prepared

To face honesty

And understand how violation

Moved a person to lie

To her own mind and heart

Torn and twisted inside,

Ruined, damaged

Trespassed upon

In the heat of the appetite,

Hurt, misused

Silently abused

And drowning in haunted

Desecration.

Reviews

[paul]

a brilliant poem. subject matter expressed in a unique way. i'm sure many can relate, as i can

[Keoni]

uh, i really dont remember reading this before, but that happens in poetry.......i see a pattern somewhere in your words.......and i can only say that you have a wonderful way of expressing some serious feelings.......wether they are true to the fact, or completely off, it matters not, you invent a feeling that the reader can feel......an emotion, that is so hard to back away from.......i would like to see a full lenth play or skit, or creative workshops made from your talent.....and i am not just saying this, you are an amazing writer......have not seen too many like you.......k

[Keoni]

how old are you? let me guess......25? anyway, great words.....

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

This makes me sad. Thank you for the truth. Most "Men" have no clue about this type of pain. Some folks say my writing is raw. I call your writing pure. Thanks for sharing real emotion.