Imaginary Friend
Faith was her name
None of it was her fault yet still it was only herself she did blame
Gained an imaginary friend
Someone to be with her until the bitter end
Created an imaginary magical place
Where she and her imaginary friend would play to escape such a dreadful, dreary space
Tears filled her eyes
She'd dry them quick and wouldn't let them see her cry
Wicked was reality
Not a mere technicality
Horrific nightmares
They hear her screams yet seems no one cares
No monsters lurking in closets or under the bed
They're real not make believe, they lived with her, not at all in her head
Oodles of excuses
Even with long sleeved turtle necks and pant legs she couldn't hide all the bruises
Blank stares
One by one they all turn to walk away,it's too much to bare
No safe place to hide
Trusting no one else it was only to her imaginary friend, Hope she did confide
Felt there was no place to turn to
Reactions of others left her feeling disheartened and even more blue
No miracle, no saving grace
Stood weak yet strong with hope she did embrace
Secret keeper
Things she told only to Hope and burried within herself unimaginable scars that cut deeper and deeper
Sneak off to church
Prayed beneath and carved a cross with her name and Hope's into that tall, strong birch
A guardian angel, Hope wasn't an imaginary friend at all
Waited to take her home and was there to comfort her through each and every fall
Birch became the site of her grave
Also a reminder to all who stop or bring flowers to break the silence and like the tree standing tall and strong like Faith, hope to make a difference and be more brave
Copyright © Melissa Tracy | Year Posted 2018
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