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Coloured mind. by Star jayne

Coloured mind.

Sorrow is blue just like my tears,
Emptiness is black Just like my fears.

The blood from my wrists is red,
It mirrors whats Inside my head

My innocence was pink,
Now PTSD haunts me when i blink.

Your eyes are like the clear blue sky,
I trusted them, til they learnt to Spy.

My medication is white,
But it never helps me sleep the night.
Why did you think your actions were right?
Your face is burnt into my sight!

No grandad I dont want a bath,
Grandma, why do you stand and laugh.

Grandad no, why dont you use a cloth,
‘No little girl I wont take my hands off’

Grey is the colour my world turnt,
Walking, a cloud above my head,
For grandad couldn’t stay out my bed.

My otter nightdress, I hate you.
Teletubbies was on the screen,
Grandma please, do I have to scream!

He sat me on his lap, it was hard.
What the hell is that!

I feel intense pain in my groin,
Why are you inside my loins?
My body flopped over my mind sank,
I can’t remember the rest, it’s blank.

Purple is the colour of bruises,
Why is it me, that always loses.
I can smell the smoke in the air,
Grandma walks in with a jealous stare.

White is the hospital that repaired my body,
How strange a child to have that injury,
Vaginal hernia reconstruction surgery.

A few year go by

Green is the colour of weed killer I drank,
I suppose there’s only you to thank!
I made it through yellow ducky too,
Thank you uncle, I do love you!

Star jayne

About the Creator


Star jayne

Survivor of CSA from Plymouth, UK
I don’t currently post my work to online platforms. This is my first time.
Grandparent sexual abuse survivor 4-7 years.

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