Friday 17 March 2017

Dreams





Simple task ...  
Took 3hrs ...  
Totally exhausted ...  
So much pain ...  
Not worth it ....  
Will try to sleep ...  
Wait for the dreams again .. 

The dream continues ..  
Yellow T Shirt dress ..  
Grubby ...  
2 small blood splashes ..  
Logo scrubbed out with marker pen ..  
Dirty chestnut hair 

Red trainers ...  
Skinny and scared ...  
Sobbing ...  
Shaking ...  
Glued to the spot ..  
Hold her gently ..  
Treat her like glass ..  
Fragile. 

Who was the blonde?..  
Bobbed hair ...  
Designer pink dress ..  
Russian ? ..  
Eastern European? ..  
Sits on a desk ..  
Smokes ...  
Smiles .. 

The girl in the yellow dress returns ...  
Who is she?..  
What does she want? ...  
What does she mean? ...  
Dirty, sobbing, scared ...  
Why? ... 

The black marker scribble ..  
Bullet burn ..  
Blood splash from the wound ..  
Sliced neck ..  
Red trainers I bought her? ..  
Memory .. 

The yellow dress ..  
Haunts me ..  
A child ..  
A future never realised ..  
Conceived but not born ..  
Died in her mother's womb ..  
A daughter .. 

Age does not kill you ..  
Nor disease ..  
Memories have that honour ..  
Seeping through you ..  
A toxic virus ..  
A gateway to hell .. 







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