Danielle N. Calhoun

MEMORIES IN RAGE

Like an old song that plays in my head
My memories do haunt me of the day that he did
The thing that I had forgiven for whatever the cause
I never will forget it and that makes me very cautious

Of the men that I meet online and over the phone
I do not believe that I will ever remain alone

But the memories that haunt me will never go away

As suddenly I think of the law and the head
He hit me so hard that I thought I would die
From that moment on I always asked why

Why couldn’t I leave him when I had the chance?
Why didn’t I kill him instead of being a wimp?
I think of those days and I often try not to

But when I meet a stranger, the thoughts come back to me
When I meet a man online or in the bar

The memories do haunt me would he ever take it that far?