Dream

In my dream

Behind cupboard

There is child hiding

In my stepfather bedroom

Have no face

But I can see a fear

I know what happened

To this child

I’m reaching with my hands

And we run

And run

Bad people chasing us

Want to hurt us

Want to hide the truth

People I know

People I love

Turning their eyes

Pretend they can’t see us

He is behind us all the time

No matter how fast we run

He is closer and closer

He pulled the child’s hand

I’ve lost the grip

My scream woke me up

I’m safe

Am I safe

But the child is gone ...

child will never be back ...