Healing...
poem by:
Frank Hornby .
Written
on Feb 08, 2022
"Alone with my mind...is sometimes a wonderful feeling... as repairing regrets...might start the process of healing... Incidents of my past...need to be released from my psych... adults arguing, and fighting....those things I didn't like. As a young lad, I was helpless...so scared when I think back.. his leather belt was the worst....I could handle a smack. I longed to grow up..."I'll get you back!...just wait,and see!" ..."I'll get revenge for what you did"...to my mum, and me... A young lad filled with anger...unable to release... "Stop! Stop! please stop it now...I just want it to cease!".. Why was it all happening?...my young mind couldn't work it out... Why can't he just talk?...why does he always have to shout?... ...are they arguing about me?...now what have I done?... but something in my head is saying....."Frank, you're not this mans son."
Tags: Sad, Anger, Pain, Dark, Fear,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 08, 2022 at 9:34am
I wonder if I will ever really heal...
greg woods
commented on Feb 12, 2022 at 3:12am
Yes mate, writing this is part of your healing. Do well.
Frank Hornby .
commented on Feb 12, 2022 at 11:31am
Thanks for taking the time to comment Greg......I'm good ....really appreciated...
