Poem - 14 July 2014, 10:16

I never fully forgot

i never fully forgot
                       the trauma of abuse
when your fists made
                       a lasting impression on
my eyes and my soul
                                        filthy residue of
            your violence
            your insecurities
my naivety
my excuses
                        all the makeup
                        all the my-faults
the big sunglasses
the cancellations
             but now they ask
how i did it
how i made it...
                 away from you
and i never...
i...i never
i never fully remember
                                     you ever hitting
               the open road
                                                            and leaving...
my soul

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Abuse Memories

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Prose

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Beth Landheart14 July 2014, 10:25

Bravo!! (handclaps) Excellent, excellent prose. And I love the way that the format is off-set, because it sort of speaks to the torn emotions behind this poem. My fave lines: "I never fully remember/ you ever hitting/ the open road/ and /leaving my soul". Damn girl, you nailed it! :) Awesome....

Tony Taylor14 July 2014, 10:28

hi Miss Roberts, I haven't read anything of yours before but I'm glad I got to see this one........the honesty is powerful and engrossing.......the way you broke your lines is very creative.....your subject matter is universal and deserves as much attention as it can get.......if this is a true story then I am sincerely sorry for your having had to endure it............This is a FANTASTIC write.........well delivered my friend..........tony xx

Nikki Roberts14 July 2014, 10:40

Thank you Beth. Thank you Tony. Your remarks are kind and inspiring. Art is life; life is art.

Tracy Timothy14 July 2014, 10:51

WOW NIKKIA X I,VE BEEN A VICTIM OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE & THAT WAS SPOT ON GIRLFRIEND
BIG 5 VOTE FROM ME X VERY EMPOWERING ( LOW LIFE WANKERS !)

Nikki Roberts15 July 2014, 06:04

Tracy! Your support means so much to me. Thank you for your candid recognition of this poem's message. So many have asked me if this is true, if this actually happened to me. And I can only respond with the fact that ART IS LIFE. Poetry gives us that special ability to weave the patterns of our reality with the thread of art itself. Let's continue to build community and provide inspiration for each other. I understand.