Maybe Some Day  I screamed in pain as my cheeks throbbed.
He pushed and pushed too hard.
I feel my head crash to a wall.
Again I hear the silence of that fall. |
My body all tired to fight.
My spirit broken and torn.
I welcome the blank aftermath,
My mind will box and shelf all these. |
Someday ... maybe I will tell,
The tale I have but kept,
Hidden in this treasure chest.
Of the times my soul has wept.
And no one heeded my cry. |
I smile, I laugh but I do not tell.
Maybe someday... I will. |
© 2002 by Zernalyn Palmares |
