Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge 6-8-21


She sat, biting her nails, as the questions made her teary

The doctor’s mind control technique was making her too weary

The past belonged right where it was, in the past where she wanted

Incessant reminders from the doctor relentless and undaunted

Why now these questions, as she struggled to find some clues

She thought the doctor’s methods were of her mother’s ruse

Years of hidden acts that were now named abuse

She never would answer about the terrible truths.



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