Christina A. Sharik

OUR DEMONS

I write for those of you who can’t or won’t –
who have been afraid to face the past,
but now are brave enough, at last,
to turn and look the horror in the face,
and in so doing, put the nightmare in its place.
As well, I write for me.
I didn’t realize the things I’d kept inside –
– my anger at him, because I would have listened
but he would not confide;
my anger at having to be a single mom;
– my fury when someone asked me
“How come you guys lost in Vietnam?”

We all have our demons – those of us who went
and those of us who stayed –
so I write for all of us
those of us who have faced the darkness
and those of us still afraid.