If you don’t have respect for their strength you can’t be of any help. It’s a privilege that they let you in – there’s no reason they should trust you – none. You can’t know their terror – It’s your worst nightmare come true – a nightmare from which you can never awaken. It’s unrelenting. There has been no safety: no one, no time, no thing – all was tainted. Hope was obliterated – time and time again.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Look at me! Look and see me and who I am.
Have I not made it visible to the world yet? Can no one see my hurt, my shame? My anger, my fear? My Mistrust...
Should I strive harder to help you see my world?
Hear Me! Someone please...
I am screaming for you,
Can't you look into my eyes? Can't you see the lost girl?
Everyday, it grows,
Everyday, it gets easier,
Everyday, I care less,
Everyday, I grow weary...
And everyday, my want, my wish, for hope disintegrates.