Innocent Rest

In innocent rest she dreams
The silence of the nighttime is broken
Cold hands suffocate her screams
As calming verses are spoken

Feeling safe, she lets go of her guard
His fingers touch private places
Overwhelmed yet fighting hard
Her purity he defaces

With sunshine approaches the shame
That she has done something wrong
Too frightened to point or blame
In quietness she goes along

Shades create ordered calls
As days, turn into years
She escapes through a hole in the wall
Trailed by pitch-black fears

She takes to snoozing days
Nighttime is not her friend
Her past is not ever raise Feelings are bottled-up within

However, time does not forget
The relationship is an endless reminder
It crashes dejectedly in regret
She just cannot lay it behind her


“Detail of a Wood Sculpture” © Edward S. Gault


Victoria Haugnes is a sixteen-year-old from Norway. Her whole life she’s been passionate about her writing, especially poetry and fiction. When she reached a certain age and a certain period of her life when everything felt hopeless, writing became an outlet for her personal feeling and thoughts whether heartbreak, loss or depression. Every piece she writes is a part of her, and she wants her writing to help people understand and possibly relate. Except writing, she is still in high school and enjoy reading literary classics, working out and spending time with family and friends.

Edward S. Gault is a poet and fine art photographer. He lives at Mosaic Commons, a co-housing community in Berlin, Ma. He has a wife Karen, and daughter.