Where do you go
When pushed below?
Buried deep, so deep I thought you were done,
I was sure I had won.
Where do you hide
When concealed inside?
My heart rate quickens,
My body sickens.
Exactly when did you start
In my life to play a part?
From nine or ten,
Where did it begin?
Was it the raised hand...shoe...or belt?
When fear I first felt?
Or the many unkind spoken word,
From my Mother I heard?
How is it that you hide so well?
Come now, come now...tell.
Will you ever completely go away?
Or are you here for a lengthy stay?
You're not welcome here, leave me be!
Why do you continue to torture me?
Too many years you've fought to thrive.
I'm stronger than that, I will survive.