A forever resting dream.
Grown up man,
All a nightmarish fever.
But sunshine child is no more,
Monsters in the closet,
Creeping under beds instantly stopping snores,
The sunshine child quickly becoming the opposite
No light underneath
Sunshine child lit by moonlight
Sunshine child broken
Copyright © Tegan Elliott | Year Posted 2018
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