In the middle of the night,

the glass shatters against the wall,

making an unforgettable sound, a sound of terror.

It awakens me from my sleep,

the nightmare is real, alive.

It brings me to my feet shivering and afraid,

I am paralyzed, I cannot move.

‘Don’t want to follow the sounds,

I already know what’s at the end the hall.

There’s no need to rush,

the picture is clear in my mind.

No need to investigate, it’s always the same.

I’m safer in my room, so here I will stay.

Cold and numb I climb back into bed,

pulling the covers over my head.

Soon it will be morning, and then it will stop,

the sound of breaking glass.

Splinters of glistening pain.

It will be gone, until the next time.

I WANT TO BE FREE

There is so much that I can do, I just know it.

At times I feel that yearning inside of me,

it’s so strong that I just want to scream,

shout, break free from this pit of darkness.

And show the world what I am made of.

And yet, the fear keeps coming,

no one sees it, only me.

It chokes the life from my soul

and pulls me back to memories,

things that I want to forget.

Sometimes I feel on top of the world,

and then it comes again, the sadness.

I want to be free, free to dream and plan

and be all that God would have me to be.

I have that right.

So I will keep on trying until one day

I break loose,

and then I will be free.