TORMENT

The daily torment of a troubled mind,

haunted and taunted by events unsaid.

The darkest of pasts frequently relived,

the scars like bars preventing her freedom.

A fear of a ghost who lives and breaths,

who hoovers in the shadows of the faces of man.

Your friend or your lover,

maybe the stranger on the street,

waiting in anticipation for a life fresh to ruin

the screams in the bushes are muffled with palm

and all that is left is a broken young dame.

They have no shame and will repeat it again

for they are the tormenters

who build fortresses in our mind