Ash's Private Zone!
Friday, March 26, 2010,

Once an adult in disguise,



her knowledge greater than her years.


Her grown-up points of view belied


her sickening inner fears.


Her courage was but terror


and her strength was but her pain.


She determined that no one would ever


hurt her bad again.






Now the woman has a longing


for the childhood she has missed.


She yearns to turn the clock back


prior to the haze and mist,


to when life was all a sniff of sun,


a petalled ball of light,


when she loved and lived at leisure,


and where love was liquid night.






But that all seems far away now,


all those years have since then passed,


unable now to recollect


the scenes behind the mask.


Her memory protects her,


closes off her probing mind,


welding shut the doors of darkness hiding


nightmare truths behind.






Doesn’t she know she’ll never not remember


if she finds the truth?


Doesn’t she realise she’ll wish she had of


died within her youth?


‘Cause the pain that is unearthed is nigh


impossible to bear .....


and I know just how she feels,


‘cause I’ve been there.



7:59 AM