Like a child I feel
cornered in the shadows past
Like a loner of some broken land
Viciously the ruler demands
My precious token of life
he smashes the bones
He reigns
He hardly stands, but he commands
He calls my name in a horrific tongue
He smothers me,
his voice is piercing my ear
Brutal voice of a controlling caterer,
his food is full of junk
Always and forever
In a corner, or in a thought
On a crucial judgment
His voice and presence still exists
His choices, my burden to live for
His absence to die for
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An excellent penning… I especially like:
“Brutal voice of a controlling caterer,
his food is full of junk”
Stunning!
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Thank you so much for your words of support!! Really thank you!
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It is a sincere pleasure. I wish you the absolute best in all your writing endeavors!
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Thank you, I wish you the best too! Your writing is so beautiful, with a rear quality!
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My pleasure… and, thank you so very much- I greatly appreciate your thoughtfulness!
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Wonderful imagery 😊
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Thank you!!! ❤
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My pleasure 😊
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This is so sinister ! I read it twice and for me HE as you describe it is my ghost/guilt of my past. Keep writing ~Jay
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❤ Omg, thank you so much!! Yes, for me HE is something like that too!! Like a second person into my thoughts, that originates from the past, and HE is fully judgemental…
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Intriguing piece! I enjoyed your “he” and feel many have another person in their thoughts that is like a watchdog. Perhaps, a combination of those in our past and/or the present. It’s good to connect with you and thank you for following Eugi’s Causerie I.
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I’m so grateful! Thank you so much!! I’m very happy to follow your blog, it has an interesting character and it’s beautiful! By the way I love cats too and I have one… As a cat person to another, I salute. Ha ha! ❤
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My pleasure and I am delighted you like my blog. 😁
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This reminds me of the scarring of child abuse. Deeply felt.
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Yes, it has a deep sense of that… Thank you for your comment!
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You’re welcome!
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