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Precipice

Precipice

Precipice so deeply vast,
Cast by abusive past.
Raging waters erode wall,
Just below as I crawl

Emphatic inner child cry,
Only myself to soothe tears dry.
You prey infernal nightmares,
Fiendish entrapment ensnares.

A path of destruction to drown me,
Β Disheartened vie cruel treachery.
I crawl tooth and nail along catalyst.
Rebelliously, glaring, shake a fist.

Perniciousness I doggedly defy
Despite tortured inner child's cry.
Abuse resonates in my brain.
Β In spite of residues that remain

I refuse to yield, a sadistic reign,
Come on daddy bring on the pain!
I'll never concede to be a slave,
I curse YOU, as I dance on your grave.

You can steal my serenity, consigning scars,
You can build elevation to stars.
You can’t cheat me, I will not bow.
You can only encroach what I allow.
Β 

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Ian William

Absolutely spectacular, Poetess! Poured out from the depths of your fighting soul, the one that only you heal! ( Of course I'm not claiming to understand you, I'm just commenting on how this feels to me)

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Ian William

You are more than welcome and I'm sure it will!

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Simon Bromley

Brilliant poem with lots of depth sorrow and yet hope too.Β  Such a heart felt write that packs a punch. Well done.

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