The Intruder
Every night she’s scared to try sleep
Her once favourite place has become a place of fear
Where all her worst nightmares come true night after night
And she must endure it without shedding a tear
She lies in the dark waiting for the sound
Knowing the intruder is lurking around
Waiting until everyone else is asleep
So there’s no one to hear her scream
And tell her it’s just a dream
First come the names and all her faults
“You’re ugly, you’re stupid, you’re fat”
“You’re hopeless, everyone hates you, you should die”
There’s no one to convince her it’s a lie
Then comes the pain, followed by the blood
While the names and laughter continue to flood
Flooding her mind and she cannot fight
Deep down inside she knows they’re right
Finally the intruder gets bored with its prey
It leaves her alone until the next day
Calmness overtakes her but she knows it won’t last
For the intruder is herself, the intruder is her past
Regis
Blessings,
Christine
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