The way you looked at me, I would discover
When mother isn’t near, you would hover
I want to be a girl, not your lover
This is something you do with another
You were sitting on the edge of my bed
Moving even closer is when you said
“Never say anything you might regret,
We will
keep this our little secret”
It was dark and I knew it wasn’t right
You on my bed, touching me at night
Night after night I cried and I prayed
That something would come to take me away
I wasn’t safe here, and for me to survive
I turned hard as rock … and cold as ice
I began not to feel … I withdrew into myself
I was so young …… I was only twelve
Now I’m 18 and I am a woman
You can’t touch me now ‘cause I am movin’
It feels so great to be free at last!!
And all of that pain … I’ll … just leave in
the past!!
Everything is done just to perfection
I could pass the toughest inspection
Organizer and pencil are next to the phone
You know I’m not flawed … by the look of my
home
Everything in place, bedspread exactly aligned
No sign of dust, I’ll shower just one more
time
But I still feel dirty … and this I must hide
Afraid someone might know, how I feel inside
I have now lived to the age of 23
Should be a time of fun and plenty
I wonder if I should… I wonder if I can
Open myself to trusting a man
But when I crossed over the invisible boundary
I got scared, and then I had to flee
Back to where I could feel safety
I still want your love but I am so afraid
My fear of men is the price I have paid
I’m afraid to love … because that is when …
It feels like my childhood, all over again
I have reached the age of 48
My wall of ice, it has no gate
So no one may enter any part;
My wall of ice ….. it is my heart
I’m now past 70, and I see all the madness
My wall with no gate, has only brought sadness
I gaze and reflect, with a sigh and a tear
Life is so painful ……when love brings fear.
©
2000 Jerome Waler
Montrose, CO