For moments

that last a lifetime;

They're like dawn and like dusk,

making you rise or fall.

The vivid memories that

left scars in my soul,

caused by the thousand claws,

of insecure beasts.

Like Hyenas they laugh,

pulling at my baggy clothes

as textbooks scattered to the floor.

Their stares pierced my back,

as they haunt the depth

of my shattered mind.

Like sand my confidence washed away,

stolen by the cold ocean's waves.

Still like the beach, always there,

even if you can't see.

Head high and blank stare,

I watch my torturers play,

wondering with inward laughs

and hidden joy,

where they'd be from now on.