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Nightmares

Was he close enough
To throw something at....
.... to touch
To throw up on
Or was he safe, even now?
He was close enough then
In my personal space
In my person.....
But
In no danger from me
I was
Too young?
Too sweet?
Too stupid?
Too BRANDED his property
And believing
Every
Single
Word
Was true....
Now, I shake in fear of someone
Who's not even here
Who doesn't even care about
Hurting me
I am his past
A memory
He is my always
A nightmare
Except people wake up from nightmares....
....can I wake up
N O W?

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