Broken Dreams
Escaping another day of screaming rows
Another day of threats
The endless arguments
Growing rage
Escape the next sting of pain
Sent early to bed
For what, not sure
But at least in sleep I hope
For a little break from fear in wake
Lying on the side
That isn't quite so sore tonight
Their screams and shouts thankfully fade
As dreams gently invade
I play far from reach
Of the nettles that sting
In a field free of fear
I dream the dream captures me here
Clouds cruelly appear
A storm rips flowers from the ground
Trees tossed into the air
Colour drained from near and far
As my dream is shaken
With a slap to the face
I am awakened
My temporary haven
Brutally taken
Failed to reach my quota today
For an hour to lay in abusive rain
The rain mixing with desperate tears
Desperate for a dream to take me away from him
So desperate that a child's mind
Should wish to die
So desperate a child
Should try and take its life
As I move to the side
That now hurts less
As he lay drunk
His fury spent
I dreamt of a day
That was years away
Copyright © Christopher Wellbelove | Year Posted 2007
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