Dark

I can’t hear them now

the lights have dimmed and the blankets heavy

I’ll wait until I hear the car door slam..

then watch the shadows as they move past my door-muffled

Leather soles that deep the stairs-they always scared me..

Nightmares that never left me-even in the brightness of day

But the darkness in which I hid-my cloak, my saviour

Held me safe in my dreams

and the loudness of dreams

drowned out the hideous screams

And I can’t hear them now....and anyway

-They never said their prayers

And they never said goodbye.

Can you say the same?