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The Secret
A little girl fades in and out
of her mind.
She knows she's familiar,
but can't place the time.

She see the child's tears
as they slide down her cheeks,
and can sense her fear
of a secret she keeps.

Then one day,
out of the blue,
the child's memories
flood into view.

Face, places, and names
flash through her thoughts,
as the little girl sits quietly
for the release she's sought.

She can't cope with the memories
this child has brought,
and her life begins to crumble
until she's left with only those thoughts.

Both sit there trembling,
watching, waiting, and wondering where to go.
They're scared and alone...
who can they trust neither can know.

They want to die.
They want to cry.
Why, oh why,
can't they just die?

The child runs to her
to be held and comforted,
but who's to comfort her,
now that the secret has been confronted?

by Gabriel    4-17-00
The Child
The child is alone and scared
she weeps, but no one hears.

She's carried her burden for so many years, yet she gives only a little at a time.

She tells me of the pain she felt
and the shame she carried.

I try to comfort her
but she only shys away.

She says there is more to come,
but she can't bare to say.

She just sits alone and scared
while I wait for her to tell me her fears.

By Gabriel                                5-17-00
Poems
In the Dark
In the dark, the memories come.
She can't believe what has been done.

In the dark, the child crys.
She can't seem to answer her whys.

In the dark, she sees the face
and prays to be in another place.

In the dark, the hands touch
She can't seem to forget that much.

In the dark, she crys for the child
who wasn't a child for long.

In the dark, she trys to find
the child she left behind.

By Gabriel                                4-17-00
The Voices
Everything is quiet,
but my mind is screaming.

I try to block it out,
but the voices keep coming.

They enter my dreams
filling them with nightmares.

They enter my thoughts,
engulfing me with fear.

These voices tell me
the secrets my mind hides.

I don't want to listen,
but still the voices go on.

It's hard to block out memories
of the damage that has been done.

By Gabriel                       5-17-00
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falling down
down
down
grasping for
something
to hold
onto
finding nothing
still falling
falling
falling
down into
the
blackness.

falling down
down
down
nothing to hope
for
nothing to save
you
from falling
falling
falling
back into
the
blackness.

by Gabriel

6-01-01
Falling Down
Safe and inviting
be invisible, no one sees

safe and inviting
hide from your fears

safe and inviting
run from your memories

safe and inviting
no reality, no pain

safe and inviting
no judgements, no masks

safe and inviting
no humiliation, no shame

safe and inviting
have control, be safe

safe and inviting
isn't what it seems

safe and inviting
is living in the shadows...

of life.

by Gabriel
6-01-01
Living in the Shadows
All poems Copyright 2000 & 2001 by 'Gabriel'