dark

a trilogy

trapped

inside the twilight

inside the in-between

dawn throws

dreary shadows

the walls

are closing

me in

threatening

a dark presence

at the edge

of my consciousness

enforces entrance

intrudes itself

engraves itself

scars

won’t let me

forget

altered

reduced

the sun comes up

like any other morning

dulled

my sight

grasps

a new reality

not yours

to touch

not yours

to look at

not yours

to talk to or talk about

not yours

to subdue

not yours

to humiliate

not yours

to abuse, to rape, to kill

NOT YOURS

back then

i didn’t know

evil exists

until it almost

broke me

looking at the

younger me

now

i feel sorry

for the naivety

for not realizing

evil

until it almost

destroyed my life

but i survived

cracked

bruised

changed

looking at me

now

hermetically shuttered

hiding inside

i feel sorry

for the caginess

for the silence

but also proud

of having learned

to protect myself

to deal with

the dark spots