Undone

In former life, it was my job to listen to people recount their darkest memories and prossess through the aftermath. This is how I cope with all those descriptions that can never unheard.

His hands on my shoulders
Coming undone
Wanting only to run
A harsh bark in the night
A dark threat to sunlight
My body trembling with fear
Dying to be anywhere but here
Do this. Don't move. Shut up. I'll end you.
Every panicked plea dies with one touch
The loss of innocence an instant rush
A little girl retreating another version keeps repeating
It will be over soon. We can hide. I'll protect you,  just stay inside
Tears sting from a soul on fire
Every positive thought killed by evil desire
This is my end, my total undoing

Author's Note

I am very new to poetry, but I love the way it can convey emotions that are too dark and complex to articulate outside of prose. Any tips on technique are appreciated!