The Only Poem that was actually written down @ Jburg

Warm summer breezes fade
as we all went on our way
now I am back
in the same place i was then
But now things have
changed
It changed with the season

with different times
come different responsibilities
Everything has changed
I am no longer in charge of others
Only my own precious human life

They yell at me now
I am the child
They are the adults
Their words burn through me
like hot ash from an eruption
blistering my soul
causing me pain

I am too afraid to talk back
In fear
In fear of their next words
In fear of punishment

I only feel free to You, Lady
You are the one and only
If i have faith in you,
"whom shall I fear?"

I still do fear though.
I still shed tear from
       words spoken
anger shown
            voices raised
The simplest of phrases rip though me
like a million bullets.