They come to me
They creep
I weep
They crib
They howl
I cringe.
They are the ghastly shadows
The shadows of my childhood dreams
The dreams which were the reality I lived
The days which haunted my nights calm
Reliving those moments every time,
My mind, my body does it, as if a norm
Etched in me are those memories so deep
So dark so hollow
So much tarnished with blood
Blood filled with my fears
My innocence
My anguish
My soul.
A childhood
so perpetually spirited and carefree was it to be
Would have been if it not had you in it
But you intruded the most beautiful phase of my life
Intruded with your lust and filth
Crushed it,
Squashed it,
Stabbed it a thousand times
So that it won't ever relive
Impregnated those memories are mine
Are poisoned and defile
Even today I lie in the angst within
Never would I ever trust a kin!
-Tejal Goyal
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