Today was the day I died inside.
Today was the day it all went up in flames,
or should I say everything ran cold,
the day where you hurt me so bad,
the day where you made me so sad.
Today was the day it went to hell because today was the day you beat me so bad,
and now I lie on the floor watching the light dim and hearing the sounds fade.
All I can think of is if the pain will end and will it all be all right when it does?
Will the world miss me, surely not for I am nothing.
But maybe when the pain and the light are almost completely gone,
maybe I will see again, maybe I will be loved again,
and maybe, just maybe, it will all be worth living through the pain to the end.
But maybe, maybe it won't,
maybe the nightmares come back,
and then the darkness starts to come again,
and he'll be there with that look that strikes fear into my very heart
and makes my body and blood run cold with fright, and pain, and even sorrow.
This is the poem of my nightmares, nightmares that sadly aren't just dreams that I can wake up from.
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Nightmares
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Julie
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2014 with permission of the Author.
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