Sleep

. I need to sleep I need its strengthening I need its peaceful arms enfolding me and holding me and giving me peace but it doesn't come night after night it doesn't come and in the still of the night I open my eyes to darkness darkness and silence but her I see I see her standing there looking like a holocaust victim a prisoner of Auschwitz her flesh stretched tight over her bones she screams in pain but there is no sound no one seems to hear her but I hear how much her skin hurts her her eyes are pleading with me to save her she holds out a hand for a glass she cannot hold her name is Pain her name is Dying Inch By Inch her name is Daughter. . . ~~~~~~~©February 6,2023 by Susan Williams