Echos of the Future

Once, lying on the grass

she looked up, into other worlds, wondering,

“what if someone took control of my mind? who would know? i would not be here to tell them!”

a nap commenced.

a girl awakens on the lawn, wondering,

“what did I just dream about?”

could you hear the echo of a life past,

a life more beautiful than this?

could you hear a melody,

sung in words long forgotten by our ears?

I look deep into my heart,

trying to remember love

the way it used to be

when I was who

I was supposed to be.

do you understand?

Author: ST Martin

I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...

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