Past Poured Out of Me
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Past Poured Out Of me
I don't know what just happened!
It's not supposed to be.
You asked about my past
and my past poured out of me.
You sat there in stunned silence
at the tears I can't control.
People looked in wonder
at the purging of my soul.
Suddenly I'm back in time
abandoned by my brother.
Just a frightened little boy
and sleeping with my mother.
He came in, he's back again
I heard her tell him no.
That's all it took, the whole bed shook
he delivered just one blow.
I hear her calling out my name
with heartache in her cries.
I rose up in the morning
and I looked at her black eyes.
Within another day or two
no more childish dreams and wishes.
Standing by my mothers side
and drying her washed dishes.
Overwhelmed by sadness
first time I lost control.
Long before I knew the value
of the purging of my soul.
They say that we get stronger
from the things that we endure.
They say that time will heal all wounds
for me I'm not so sure.
With scars inside, tears not yet cried
life still takes it's toll.
A brighter day tomorrow
cause today I purged my soul.
Edwin C Hofert
Copyright © Edwin Hofert | Year Posted 2015
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