Laying in the dark
Somewhere between Sunset
and Moonrise
Alone with them
The ones that speak only to me
Her last word to me
“BITCH” echoes nonstop
as They reaffirm her sentiment
over and over.
Tears burn down my cheeks
as They repeat again and again
“You deserve the pain and torment,”
for if “Terrible” and “Horrible” had a face,
it would be mine.
Lonely in the dark, I'm afraid to sleep
Sleep brings dreams of faces with the voices,
punishment, burning,
abandonment,
terror for the Terrible,
horror for the Horrible.
I would awaken with muted screams
and gasps for breath.
So I lay in the dark,
alone with them.
~Gaylene
