Don’t ring the bell. I won’t hear.
I left the stage.There’s no more fear
in the eyes of your daughter.
I grew up, dad. Now I can run from you like water.
19.07.2013
Sopot, Bulgaria
author: ©Sabina Braycheva
inspired by Stained – Outside
photo: Sun by mala-lesbia
My submit for this week Trifextra challenge.
Very ;powerful post.
Thank you, Bryan.
So powerful and sad. Great job presenting a tough subject without delving into the maudlin!
Thank you, Ivy, I appreciate your words.
I like how she can take care of herself now. Great work.
Thank you, i am glad you like it.
Yes, very powerful. The word limit makes it even more so.
Thank you, Freya.
This says so much in so few words. In 33-words, I know that as a child, she was physically and/or emotionally abused by her father. as an adult, she bears scars from that relationship, and as an adult, she is able to assert her freedom and escape his tyranny. Beautifully done 🙂
Thank you, Janna, I’m really glad you like it.
Wow … Says so much in so few ! Very powerful !
Thank you, I am really glad you sensed all that’s behind these few words.
Taking back the power. I love this. Thanks for linking up.
Thanks, really glad you liked it.
oooohhh this was good! My own relationship with my father rang out through your 33 words. It is such a shining self-reward for an abuse survivor to forgive the abuser and move on with their life.
I am glad that someone who had actually been through this likes this work, because now I know I sensed the things somehow. Although I am sorry for what you’ve been through. I have to admit it’s more fiction than real story. I have some very distant flashing memories for which I am not sure where are they taking me and what exactly happened in the past, I guess this poem it’s just the way I think i would feel if I was sure.
`Most unexpected to Me but vibrant and effective.
Glad you find it interesting.
wow! there is a backstory here for sure.