I did not want to go
by fear and horror
suffering nightmares of loneliness and confusion inside me
unconscious truth
continues its destructive work because they are not supposed to let out my screams as a hidden
dishonorable original sin they had to remain buried underground in me
the horrors of childhood
passed from generation to generation
as you search the dark night of my childhood I learned to see
truthfully
have come to understand that my cries are not crimes but rather
precious messengers of a buried past
cries reveal the emotional reality of my childhood
show me the truth of a helpless girl
show me their total dependence
paint, words and feelings The girl's ordeal
cries become my truth
provided it for life and nature to save a soul
express my screaming is the key to freedom and life
express the cries that never lived and never heard
becomes my way out
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