Still
Hear your voice
Calling me
"Fucking useless
Piece of shit."
As
Your blows
Rain down
Upon my body.
Although
Thirty-one years
Have past.
As similar dreams
Haunt my troubled soul
With their corrosive
Memory.
Since
The final remnants
Of my mental walls
Collapsed
In August 2007.
Plaguing my existence
Since.
Therisa © 2011
Author's note: Another poem from my poetic morgue.
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