My Soul

Deep inside the cavern of my soul ,there is a place it whispers my name .
” Christine your time is near ” .
I’ve found my place it’ is inside of me .
I shall not bend to their metal and screw.
Retched screams form in my head ,
when times of blood I would dread .
Prodded and pinched and tore thy skin .
Shamefully they hid and watched me as they pray I sinned .
Send me away my Goddess hear my pleas , everyday I call to thee , no place to hide the fear tis gone .
My wish my soul in your loving arms …

Copyright © Christine N. All Rights reserved