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fathomless
fathomless It is perhaps, the end of the beginning.
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would the scars ever go away ?

the touch

he wakes up yet again

he wakes up yet again from the familiar nightmare that echoes

he wakes up yet again from the familiar nightmare that echoes his screams loud in his ears

he wakes up yet again from the familiar nightmare that echoes his screams loud in his ears engulfing the dark room

he scratches and tears at the blankets

he scratches and tears at the blankets touching his body, soaking his sweat

he scratches and tears at the blankets touching his body, soaking his sweat no don't touch me

he scratches and tears at the blankets touching his body, soaking his sweat no don't touch me don't touch me, he yells at the sheets

the tears flow again and he can't stop

the tears flow again and he can't stop the shudders and waves of sorrow

the tears flow again and he can't stop the shudders and waves of sorrow the scars and gashes of pain

the tears flow again and he can't stop the shudders and waves of sorrow the scars and gashes of pain intricate designs etched upon his skin

the grown man, the little boy

the grown man, the little boy whimpers and weeps, breathless

the grown man, the little boy whimpers and weeps, breathless as the dingy memory seeps back

the grown man, the little boy whimpers and weeps, breathless as the dingy memory seeps back into the grimy darkness

the filthy touch that roved about his skin

the filthy touch that roved about his skin the sweaty palms that clamped upon his mouth

the filthy touch that roved about his skin the sweaty palms that clamped upon his mouth the kicks to his head rendering him unconscious

the filthy touch that roved about his skin the sweaty palms that clamped upon his mouth the kicks to his head rendering him unconscious the hands on his zipper claiming him whole

the memory of a shattered little boy on the pavement

the memory of a shattered little boy on the pavement paints a blue story decades later, laying limp and stony

the memory of a shattered little boy on the pavement paints a blue story decades later, laying limp and stony blank and dazed as the light grows dimmer

the memory of a shattered little boy on the pavement paints a blue story decades later, laying limp and stony blank and dazed as the light grows dimmer as he comes back into the silent present

it will fade away, they told the little boy

it will fade away, they told the little boy a day will come when you won't remember it

it will fade away, they told the little boy a day will come when you won't remember it yet four decades later he wakes up from the same nightmare, all alone

it will fade away, they told the little boy a day will come when you won't remember it yet four decades later he wakes up from the same nightmare, all alone the memory his only companion

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