Inhibition

If I close my eyes and try

Far off in the distance I

Can hear faint echoes

As she hums a melody

Bending low upon one knee

She is gently rocking me

And then hushed whispers fall

They scurry into cracks within the walls

As her neglect comes chasing after me

Into a place that I don’t want to be

Her hands are cold her voice is ice

No she is not so very nice

She points her finger at my face

And screams that I am a disgrace

She scratches me with fingertips

As spiders crawl from her thin lips

They creep inside my head and sting

I hesitate to say a thing

And oh the damage she delivers

To her little girl who shivers from the cold

My inner child is still asleep

Within the arms of she who keeps

Me in her clutch of fear and inhibition

Though she is dead to me I know

She has such power even though

Because I doubt that I was worthy

Yes I doubt that I was worthy

To be loved

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on April 9, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Wow, creepy photo! This is another poem I can relate to. Well done 🙂

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  2. Wow what a write and what a picture …truly terrifying …and a terrifying thought of not being worthy of love …thank you so much for sharing x x

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  3. Whispers scurrying into cracks… an image I’ll keep playing with in my head. Nicely done!

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