closet
is empty
and
nothing under the bed
no
need to worry
lay
on down and rest your head
there's
no bogymen around
shadows
come alive
when
daddy closes the door
window
seems to smile
I
so badly want to cry
I
felt the darkness coming
I
stifled my cries
buried
them in a pillow
whispers
of the night
malevolent
eyes glowing
last
bit of courage, I screamed
all
hell broke lose than
a
monster smashed down my door
burning
flames for eyes
smell
of decay on his breath
he
is oddly familiar
what
is this, can't be
my
daddy, he is possessed
the
dark seemed safer
I
hid under the covers
hoping
the monster would leave
before
things went black
my
daddy's eyes all blood shot
was
distraught with freight
hit
me again and again
until
the life left my eyes
sunshine
and morning
a
shell of where I had been
just
before I died
one
question I'd like to ask
why
daddy, please tell me, why
Regurgitated
Reality
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