All of it is haunted! The “air”, space and “beings” . Brutally They haunt my mind All over again! I can still smell it; The sadness, tears and “blood sweat” . The unbearable pain Of a childhood crashed, The weakness within my bones, The agony of feeling helpless and hopeless Is all crystal clear like…… Continue reading Haunted
To stay When it hurt! Drowning at her mercy Not certain about my moves To either go or stay Not knowing if I was living Or dying where I was living Would leaving help me live or would it be a gamble into dying? I thought then… Her mercy was all I had To live…… Continue reading her mercy
Ma’am Sir , Yes you did; You With those hands Broke me! With those hands U Turned my smile Into a broken pose U Turned my heart Into burning coals U Turned my memories Into a broken record U Turned my home Into a lost memory. Ma’am Sir, Your hands Made me fight Your hands…… Continue reading Hands that broke me!
Hey Y’all, I just wanted to let you know that my “20” poem poetry e-book is free for download until Monday June the 5th. Please take advantage of this and let me know your sincere thoughts. Again, I thank you so much for your love, friendship and support in the blogging community. God Bless Susan…… Continue reading Free Poetry E-Book Download
Dimmed lights within; Nothing sacred left Without purity to give You see the white veil bride; your perfect desire… I see a black veil bride; dripping with unforgotten filth scared of a purity smile daring to lift the white veil to reveal the black veil bride within. By Susan McMillan
For the last couple of months y’all have been reading my posts on abuse. I have hoped that pouring out my heart would help encourage others towards healing as well as create awareness for those that can protect helpless children who continue to be vulnerable at the hands of molesters. There has been pain beneath…… Continue reading “Audacity of Her” – Poetry Release
Abuse is painful Like a leech it drains our blood Steals our courage and strength to speak up A heart knows to hold it The pain bleeding into our present At times staining those we love A mind knows to replay it Soiling our happy moments The deep scars will remind us too The monster’s…… Continue reading Hurts to remember!
Perhaps you have read snippets of me here and there on this blog and wondered why the many poems geared towards abuse. Well, I have lived through many seasons of pain and among them was childhood abuse. It left me broken and honestly saying I was a moving zombie would give you a crystal clear…… Continue reading Abuse recovery
He that broke my knees Scavenging my flesh Bruising the body and soul. Laughing at my breaking Leaving me to beg for mercy Feasting on my misery Stripping my dignity… To bare bones I say A little at a time. “Please don’t”…I begged! Preying again and again He; The Scavenger!
I reckon you know I believe you recall I know you know That you watched from the sidelines! Perhaps you don’t Perhaps you do Perhaps I know you do That you watched from the sidelines! Watched.. A weak child A fearful child A crying child A breaking child A begging child A drowning child A child…… Continue reading From the sidelines!