Shadows of your very being follow me; I have heard you tho you I can not see.
I can still hear your voice screaming angry, the echoes of abuse still scare me.
The fear still there in me that you put there, you hurt me deep and never did care.
I see your face on these white walls; I tremble at the thought of your calls.
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Hannah, this is very shallow with alot of depth, it really brings out the fear in all who suffer any kind of abuse, I pray you will be safe.......... very good poem, your dramazation of fear is really good..... Bonnie Collins