Claws In The Soul, Chained to The Past

Overwhelmed by assault
Attack or neglect
Terror and hearbreak
Self crushed and shattered

Words don't explain it
Nor reason contains it
Anger and threat
Are sharp claws in my soul

Life-body constricted
No armor sufficient
No corner is safe
No lock feels secure

Can't face or escape
This roaring oppressor
The tiger invades deep
It's screamin' in my soul

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poem by Christine Hamilton
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