I'M Only Six

I'm only six years old as I enter his room He sits me down as he makes me at ease To settle my nerves as he tells me he'll help And free my mind, and escape it's seize "Listen Melissa, please don't be afraid We will take our time, and determine these dreams Lie back, count to ten, into a deep sleep you'll go I will be here, what you see now is no dream" It all started with scratching on the wooden floor As I watched shadows appearing on the ceiling and walls Hands, paws so grotesque as big as can be Mimicking writing in confusional scrawl " Melissa, can you remember, anything bad from your past? Something that means, that it shouldn't be so Remember, your only six years old I'll let you go back further, let your young memory flow" I'm, I'm, sitting on my bed, the lights flickering Tears, I'm in tears holding my teddy bear Watching my building blocks, move across the floor Hands, paws so grotesque, I'm in frightened scare "That's good Melissa, your doing so very well Tell me about the blocks, what do they mean Is this nightmare your having Telling us more than it seems?" From under my bed they crawl, making scraping noises Reaching for some bricks, big and small Their upside down I can't read them The shapes are the same, as the ones on the wall It, It, says daddy, it says my daddy The blocks, that's what they say It's now starting to appear, scratched on the walls With a snap of his fingers, so grotesque like paws! Written - 11/6/2010 7:29:00 PM