Something so unspeakably dreadful happened <br />all circuits started closing down - only the pain <br />remains, the desire to flee is all that is left, the <br />shock too big to process at once, all attempts <br />to soften the blow just prolong the after-effects <br /> <br />Thoughts circling each other, whirlwinds twirling <br />aimlessly, screeching accusations, laming the <br />short-circuited brain, the moment of shock frozen <br />in time, no movement away from the trauma, no <br />description, impossible to formulate feelings <br /> <br />At first I fought back by trying to go on as before, <br />talking, laughing and smiling, my power ebbing <br />away until my brain was numb, finally I sought <br />refuge in the only place of safety, the library, <br />only children’s books to cushion my mind <br /> <br />To stop the mad spirals of pain from increasing <br />in power and inflicting more damage, physical <br />pain does not stop the emotional suffering, now <br />is the time to stop playing a game and sink into <br />the darkness to reach the end of the tunnel <br /> <br />This slow descent is maddening, trying to pretend <br />nothing is wrong is impossible, I cannot escape the <br />pain, I cannot continue the fight, need respite, albeit <br />temporary, I need to feel some sort of shore before <br />I can continue to do what is required…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2011-04-28-something-dreadful/
