D O D

The lights flicker on
In the room
The young girl sleeps in
Her smile widens as
She sees her mother
Come in with a book
In her hand
As she sits down
On the bed

The mother brushes
The girl’s hair off her
Face and begins 
Reading to her
Watching
As her daughter’s eyes
Softly close

She glances again
And gasps
Seeing a corpse
Replace
Her daughter’s 
Once living body

She tries to look
Away 
But her head seems
To be unable to move
Forcing the mother
To watch

She wakes up in a panicked 
State
Her heart racing
Sweat running down
Her forehead
Hand shaking
Uncontrollably

In her mind
She wishes she could stop
The hallucinations
And nightmares
Entering her mind
But she’s unable 
To accept
Her daughter’s dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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