As I lay my head on an unfamiliar pillow I dream.
Sleep takes me back to the horror each night, the horror of an unforgiving
past
there they stand, my charters of life, and each one of them has torn out a
piece of my heart.
But there I stand unable to move in fear of all their eyes
They push and pull, scream and yell, torture then leave,
all memories of my dysfunctional life.
There mouths burn holes through my skin and their fingertips all burse my
emotion
no one cares.
But as I squeeze my eyes tighter
there pain is more rapid onto my soul,
I wake up each time gasping for air, for someone to care but I always wake
with no one there,
I step inside a dark room to wash away all my black tears; I turn on the
flesh eating water, and wait for my nightmares to melt away

 
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