Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame
PLEASE RID ME OF THIS UGLY GRIP
scratch off the disgusting thing
scrape away its powerful being
freedom is what mine heart be
searching for the lil part of me
destroy the putrid inner feeling
of his scented self permeating
into my skin; kill the nightmare
which has kept me open and bare
get its cloak off of me, all of it
throw me a lifesaver in this pit
tis fuckin’ driving me nuts again
sending anxious turmoil therein
reflections of me staring yonder
reminiscent of living in somber
©Copyright February 16, 2009 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame
Author’s Note: As most of you know of my history, I have been making progress in my therapy, but it sucks, major remembering things, especially remembering as body memories, makes me want to puke! But I know it’s part of a longggggg process. Thus I have been hit with a wave of nightmarish memories, and the need to write it down in my poetry. Hope it doesn’t cause problems or triggers… Melanie