WOUNDED AND WAITING

Alone.
Totally alone.
Intolerably alone.
Not even Love to keep him company.
No more ideas to get Love
At least with Them.
Too Hard to get Love from Them.
Too Bad to get Love from Them.
Too Smelly to get Love from Them.
Move, Feel, and Talk too much to get Love
from Them.
Can't Laugh or Cry and get Love from Them.
Can't Be and get Love from Them.

No one to Listen.
No one to Protect.
No one to Soothe.
No one to Stroke his forehead.
No one to Hold him.
No one to Be Close to.
No one to Stop Them from Hitting.
No one to Stop Them from Screaming.
No one to Stop the Bad Touching.
No one else.
All Others Hurt.

Want. Don't Want.
Do. Don't Do.
Go. Stop.
Love. Hurt.
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Give up, Die.
Can't Die.
Don't know how to Die.
Can't Stand It.

Empty Despair.
Hungry Emptiness.
A Psychic Chasm.
Hiding.
But also Waiting.
For the unsuspecting Adult
To Stumble through the Barrier of Pain,
And into the Chasm.
To Discover
The Extent of his Agony,
And the Measure of his True Strength.

1995 Ken Scully



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