Limited Options
The blood.
The pain.
The horrible memories
Flashing through my brain.
My mind’s eye
Sees them all again;
Like a nightmare
Filled with wicked sin.
I tremble in fear.
I scream, I cry.
I cannot escape,
Though I may try.
The scars upon my body.
The scars within my mind.
Have returned again to haunt me
From a past long left behind.
A childhood forgotten.
Experiences long denied.
Now, suddenly remembered
Have left me terrified.
I huddle in a corner.
I hide within my bed.
But, I can’t escape these demons
That keep screaming in my head.
This Clockwork Orange experience
That disrupts my normal day.
Is driving me to suicide.
Is there another way?
I cry for help.
But, no one hears.
I run and hide
To escape my fears.
Curse my father.
Curse my mother too.
They’re the ones responsible
For what I’m going to do.
I’m going where pain can’t hurt me.
Where fears no longer rule.
If there’s a God in heaven
I’m coming now to you.————————-R.W. Johnson—– (1988)