I feel so small, so stupid I can't switch off the pain.
Images of fear reach out to take control again.
Hands begin to tremble,my mind becomes a blur;
Dizzy, sick, disabled, I cannot find the cure.Everything around me is a shadow from the past;
A tightened knot of feeling which will not let me pass.
It threatens to control me, take over my today,
Reaching to tomorrow and back through yesterday. The house that was my prison, the tree where I was raped;
The tea poured down my throat, the gas tap by the grate.
And behind it all that shadow of my abuser of the past;
The man who raped and beat me built these images to last. Copyright:
Jan Harrington
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It's always 'Goodbye' and never 'Hello'. Daddy's working, don't you know? Keep in the kitchen, Stay with your Mum.
I'll try not to be busy
So we can have fun. Dinner at two;
Your Daddy is late!
Out in the pushchair,
No wave at the gate. Then home for tea
And a biscuit and cake.
Don't worry about kisses,
He'll be there when you wake. He'll give you the moon,
You have only to ask.
But as for his time?
We'll let that one pass. I love him, you love him,
He loves you too.
You're his little girl
And he's 'Daddy' to you. Copyright:
Jan Harrington
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You touched my heart
You touched my soul
Giving me beauty
Making me whole.
With you I feel
No sense of shame
Just a desperate Need
To belong again.You gave me knowledge
You offered me Dreams
Showing me more
Of what Love means
To take into the future
A way to cope
A vision of Truth
A ray of Hope Copyright:
Jan Harrington * * * * There's majick in the moment
Majick in the Dream,
Majick in the memory
Of all that we have seen. There's Light among the Shadows
Laughter in the rain;
We place an imprint of our Love
For when we meet again. The joy, the innocence, the peace
Are waiting for us there,
Waiting for the Unicorns
For when they come to share. Copyright:
Jan Harrington
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