I could never keep track of time
But, I can still remember the days when
Nightmares, only were in your head
& The monster in your bed
& in the closet
Were easily ridden by the reassurance of a familiar voice.
But a doe eyed child cannot see the future
A future in which, the tables are cruelly turned.
Where the monsters abide in the hollows of your bones.
Where they sleep on your tongue & prance around your mind.
Where nightmares are more than real, and flash on TV screens.
But you still can't understand
It's all a blur of red anger and hot tears and cautious steps.
The world spins faster & faster
But your pure soul
Cannot keep up
-n.c
