Eyes Cast Down

Know you want to ask me

A question

Many would consider

Taboo and personal subject

But unsure how to do so

As if society is
Following the US military's policy

Of "don't ask don't tell".

Scared of learning

Why i avoid your glaze

Or never ask your name.

 

My eyes wander

Observing everything in the room

Although i value and trust our relationship

Except on this matter

Thinking of my past

Fills me

With fear and self-anger

Of being an abuse victim.

 

Even now

Years after the fact

And countless counselling sessions

Yet still struggling

Attempting to break the cycle.

To make eye contact

Means to stand out

Drawing attention to myself

In the past

This meant placing a target

Around my body and soul.

 

Else

Never asking your name

Often until several months have past

Before i felt able to .

 

Please don not feel

I am disrespecting you

Rather a survival tool

Now out of date

But unable to discard

Unto the junk pile

Where it safely belongs.

Author's Note

Please ignore any spelling or grammar errors.

Reviews

[rkm]

oh Wow!!! Please don not feel

I am disrespecting you

Rather a survival tool

Now out of date

But unable to discard

Unto the junk pile

Where it safely belongs.
this part states something that is so real for me and I have never been able to express good work!