Category Archives: Heartbreak
Prison Walls

This is every young girl’s story who had to endure sexual abuse at the hands of a trusted man, be it her natural father, stepfather, or another trusted relative.

I watch the shadow of a man
confused, I do not make a sound
I look around to search for mama
she is no where to be found

does she hide-a-way deliberatelyprison walls
pretending everything is fine
that within these lovely walls
there exists no malefic crime

stealthily he leans across my bed
his words are soft; his body hard
the innocence of a child is lost
body, mind and heart is scarred

there are no words ever spoken
concerning his malevolent deed
mama lowers eyes and covers ears
whenever I beg her to give heed

for many years I am his prize
until of age I could rebel
freeing myself from my tormentor
though still imprisoned in his hell

the memories are my torture
relived at night; my prison wall
silent sobs plead for freedom
to raise my eyes and stand up tall

©Dorianna 2013

Damnation

visited the old house today
long neglected but won’t go away
once lovely rose garden hiding crimes
a haunting forest of tangled thorns abandoned
in all this time the ivy vine entwines
like a new owner on a rampage
trying to conceal the ghostly screams

the empty walls have no muffling
still whispers mock with dirty secrets
reminders of scars clawed upon my soul
so many skeletons these walls hold
closets filled with evil laughter
we tried so hard to hide
the terror buried deep inside

till these walls have died
every brick and mortar crumbled
secrets rise at midnight
with a mighty rumble
to dance an evil celebration
of the soul’s damnation

©Dorianna

 

 

 

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Blue Memory

 

Tears of Heartbreak

 

Promise in a Music Box

  meet me tomorrow at daybreak
at the ocean shore, he implored
an anticipated lover’s rendezvousmusic box
hopeful promise ~ a secret new

morning sun danced across the sea
found his note along with the key
lovely locked porcelain music box
good-bye token he’d left for me

Bittersweet melody a farewell song
lover’s promise already gone

I’ll always love you but cannot stay
sea is my mistress I cannot betray
this porcelain box ~ song that it plays
reminder ~ in my heart you’ll stay

© Dorianna 2012

My Soul Had Died

 

Madness

solitude
paranoia
random misgivings
no sense
no cohesion
observing life
through clouded eyes
pain
rape
abuse
convulsion
disillusion
confusion
tremors
shudders
silent screams
frightening recollections
wicked deeds in silence
creeping on the child at sleep
nightmares
secrets
dirty secrets
never tell
whispers
threatening whispers
madness
yes! madness
madness is her hell
madness serves her well

© Dorianna 2012

Hideaway Cocoon

‘Please’ was his adjuration
the consuming empty ache
silent screams of urgency
to be released from prison walls
‘Love me” the effusion
from his cubicle of hell
’embrace me’ desperate yearning
within his heart and loins

‘Yes’ she cried out bravely
to his lonely heartfelt plea
as she willingly extended
her heart to set him free
her embrace of tenderness
should have allayed his ache
loving blanket of safety
that his heart may never break

Love he begged~ she gave
a future filled with hope
‘you found me’ he shouted
in momentary joy
Stark was the moment
when vulnerability set in
enwrapping his heart
with the demon of misgiving
he spun his hideaway cocoon

© Dorianna 2012

 

Cocoon

 

Where the felicitous moments
feminine foretokens
that created her a woman
hidden in pain, walled up
mortar and brick enclosure
chip chip crumble the wall
crack the exterior
watch as it falls

Is there emptiness
can passion be revived
she touches herself
where men use to enter
tears, indicative of life
darkness in her mind
hiding terrors endured
unspoiled memories obscured

Door of apprehension
long locked with scars
lover’s touch, is it the key
who will search, set her free
will she awaken her icy sleep
butterfly in glorious flight
or remain a stifled caterpillar
crushed cocoon in dark of night 

© Dorianna 2012

 

 

 

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