With the night comes
the dreams,
the dreams that
haunt her
and shake her to the core.
The pain,
the fear,
the darkness
of memories buried deep
inside.
With the night comes
the fear
even many years
later.
Haunting memories of
what one
tries to bury,
but never truly does.
The hand that
caused the harm,
the eyes that
held no warmth.
With the night comes the
terror
of what was done
what can never
be undone.
Love turned to fear,
fear turned to terror
terror turned
her to ice.
Silent screams
go unheard
affecting her waking
life.
With the night comes
no peace.
No way to erase the
pain and the fear.
She knows she
is safe,
but in the night
the memories haunt her.
Will there
ever be peace in her
dreams?
Will she ever
sleep without the
fear of what
she will see
when her eyes
are closed.
With the night comes
the dreams,
that haunt her
and shake her to the core.
and shake her to the core.

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