Night Time

Night time. Dark silence
I’m stuck with the voices
Of my demons of my past
They’re screaming,forcing me to remember
Everything I’ve tried to forget
They’re taking me back to that awful place
Back to the hell of my past
Back to those awful nights as a child
Being abused, locked up, terrorized
Back to a father who raped me
And a mother too weak to care
Memories that continue to haunt me
Every time i dare to shut my eyes
So i try to force them open again
As the minutes of the night pass so slowly
But the darkness overtakes me
As my eyes close, and i fall back into the past
Morning never comes soon enough
Although i pray so hard for daylight
And pray for my escape
From the demons of the night.
And memories of the past

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