In a questioning dream the darkness swallows my soul i see her standing there among other children terrified and so forlorn my little baby my angel, world and the sunshine that lights my day Tears pour down her face as she questions why to the shadowed man why he holds the line there uncertain i try to lurch forward i NEED to protect me baby but am held by invisable ropes Helpless i watch the shadowed man he steps forward touches a hand to her fae I scream STOP but my cries are scattered to the winds than the unthinkable happens BANG My heart stops and my binds released I fall to the ground beside my precious girl screaming for her to wake her beautiful honey eyes shall never see mine again her laughter shall never brighten my day never again will i wipe fingerprints from surfaces my baby my world my light I wake in a cold sweat bolting up into the night i race from my bed and into her room not bothering to stop before bouncing onto her bed she is alright, startled but alright by now she is used to this a tiny hand raises up to me "It will be alright." She whispers as i cuddle beind her protectifully And fade into the still night.
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
I had to write this down. I had a dream someone killed my munchkin. sorry if this is not what you like to read and it is not beautifully written but it is with simple words i write my truths
What a horrible dream, one of my worst for me at least was I had moved home and had a daughter that my parents were helping me raise and it was my turn to change her diaper!
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