Darkness swirls around me,my heart is confused.
The memories the mind makes,
No record to show that time,
that makes my heart tremble so.
Words written are confusing and jumbled,
not clear and give no indication of the trauma.
No spooky Halloween,
can match the terror.
No movie match the suspense,
created at that time.
At was real and not a nightmare,
but like a nightmare,
it lingers at the edges of my mind,
Clouds and mist and no light,
not sunlight, not moonlight,
and no stars penetrated that fog.
Only time shows its face
and soon it will be past.