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Secret Touch

User Profile: anonyHuman2290
anonyHuman2290 August 20th, 2025

Ghosts of the past,they haunt me night and day.

The night is dark,the shadows creep.

Whispering secrets,I can't seem to lay.

A father's touch,a secret I must keep.

The memories replay a haunting refrain.

A pain that lingers,a never ending rain.

I was just nine,in so many ways.

I try to forget, but the echoes remain.

A whisper of fear,a constant searing pain.

A child so small in those lost days.

Chorus

Blues falling down,a relentless icy rain.

Freezing my soul, erasing no pain but....

Only laughter, sunshine,my childhood dreams so bright.

Replaced by shadows consumed by endless nights.

Each beating heart a phantom lost in time.

A constant aching void a life long slow decline.

He said he loved me, whispered sweet lies,

But his touch was poison,a dark disguise,

I was so happy,so carefree and bright,

Then the darkness fell, extinguishing the light,

The world felt silent,my voice unheard,

The weight of secrets, a very heavy burden,

He never said sorry, never showed a tear,

But left me broken,year after year.

Lost in the shadows, feeling just as lost,

As I did that night,at such a terrible cost,

Feeling so hopeless,a future unclear,

Drowning in a body,year after year,

I don't see myself getting better,

Trapped in this darkness forever.

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User Profile: Amanda84
Amanda84 August 20th, 2025

@anonyHuman2290

🥺

The fear.

The sadness.

The innocence.

The loss of a childhood.

Your poem weaves a longing for healing that seems out of reach, unattainable, but needed.

My heart goes out to you 💜💕

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User Profile: anonyHuman2290
anonyHuman2290 OP August 20th, 2025

Thank you 🖤

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