Poems of Truth

Haunting

Every night I fear to sleep
The memories that haunt me
Will always come swimming back
I close my eyes and he's there
Attacking a person about whom I care.

Every day I fear the crowds
Sudden noises make me scared
It takes me back to the
Shouts of pain and
Screams of fear

Every moment i'm afraid
Afraid of whether he'll return.
Afraid of who he might attack next.
The haunting memories are not afraid
To dictate my choices of daily life.

He got off lightly
Because he "was off his medication"
But now my soul must face the heavy burden
Of the constant fear,
My mind will forever be in a state of survival mode
Due to his actions that day.

I was only eight when the attack occurred
But it has never left my mind
Many see me as naive and childlike
But that is just a survival technique.
My teachers think that i'm shy
But i'm just too scared to talk to
Anyone. 

By Lizzie
Written: 18th may 2024