Thursday, April 17, 2025

Frozen

 

Death doesn’t stop the fear

Frozen in time

Scared to breathe

Nothing anyone says 

Comes through clearly

A monster so big

A child so small

Frail bones and flushed skin

The quiver raises and lowers in my throat

Head shakes again

Moments so vile

There should not be this power struggle 

Yet I shut down to my core

At the mention of it all

Folding inside like a paper crane

Disguises don’t help

Every inch of me wants to scream

But I sit silent and frozen

Replaying horrors so deep

Nightmares seem more welcoming

Than these childhood memories