The Dreaded Day
That morning I woke, just a normal day,
Shower running warm,
Ready for a new day.
Early morning team catch up, tills prepared,
Door unlocked, and they enter with their glares,
In they come, one by one.
The usual faces great me,
The daily moans and groans.
Lunchtime is here, and peace descends,
The ever flowing footfall of people is coming to an end.
Then in you enter, strong and tall,
Your at my desk, just before I fall.
A gun you hold, right at my head,
Terror takes over, I think I am dead.
You look at me with a darkened stare,
Your words so clear, yet full of fear,
You took the money and ran away,
You ruined my life on that day.
The years you took, I simply cannot forgive,
The person I became, I reverted to being a kid.
You broke me, I crumbled,
You made me feel like I was dead,
You changed my life forever and are forever in my head.
Copyright © Sarah-Louise Boozer | Year Posted 2022
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