Redemption/a poem

A pale yellow moon in the midnight sky, a restless heart that makes me sigh.

Tomorrow will arrive and find me here,sitting in silience, face stained by tears.

The sunlight will burn my sleepy eyes, a revalation of truth will will uncover the lies.

The hurt that they bestowed so long ago, has blossomed inside and won't let go.

A destroyed shell is what I've become,an empty soul,shattered and numb.

Fear and pain confuses my mind,the sting of cruelty has rendered me blind.

A child born of love, consumed by scars,prays for redemption beneath the stars.

Theresa Bauserman