An Entrance to Gehenna
By Jamstew
My childhood is far from safety; It shall be crushed at the gate. From dusk to dawn it is broken to pieces; Unnoticed, it perishes forever. When I think my bed will comfort me, And my house will ease my complaint, Even then I am frightened by dreams And terrified by visions. Call if you will, but who will hear? Who will answer?1997, Written October 16th, 2001 © on Oct 16 2001 12:16 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"My childhood is far from safety;..."