Duchess blue on velvet black echoes of her pain Silence fills her deep within only tears remain ~ Naked vulnerability a soul that bares her heart Nothing feels the same again it's tearing her apart. Battered from the searing hurt feeling his embrace Tears fall down her lonely cheeks the memory of his face ~ To feel his hand upon her she shivers at his touch She tries to shut out all the pain for it just hurts too much. No words escape her silent lips she tastes his salty kiss His breath upon the heartache of her naked brokenness ~ Shattered in her silence as she tries to break away From the arms that hold her down on the blanket where she lay. Through her tears she feels his touch upon her naked skin He says that she should just relax there's no point in fighing him ~ But he could never understand the torment of such pain As she sinks into her dark abyss till she feels safe again. Silent heartache of her soul tears fall from her eyes For she could never trust again a part of her has died ~ He took from her what cannot ever be replaced While every night she still sees the memory of his face. Broken pieces of her life fall upon the floor Where he took her self-respect shattering once more ~ Silent heartache, tortured soul, lost in private pain Love can never live with her where only hurt remains. © Christina 3rd September, 2003

"A sad poem, reflecting the pain of rape and sexual abuse.   Naked and baring all shame, she is left feeling vulnerable and alone.   The torment that goes on forever inside the heart and mind of the soul.   Nothing will ever seem the same again, as she battles her inner demons in learning to live again ~ learning to love again.   Ending on a sad note, the poem doesn't offer a hope that the woman's plight will end....because the depth of pain felt by all who suffer such a tragedy, feels as if there is no end, no hope, no love....nothing.   It feels as if it ended the day "he" took all self-respect, all innocence and all trust.   And so becomes the silent heartaches of all who bear this shame.   It's a dark world.   A private pain.   A hurt that no one can understand unless having lived through it yourself.   Until then, the silent heartache continues."