The night was cold
The breeze was soft
The crickets cried
While babies laughed
She lay on her bed
With thoughts a lot
Her body was cold
But tears were warm
A message to a friend
A call not answered
She was left alone
Craving for a human touch
Blanket kept her warm
But still she shivered
She was there for all
But who's there for her?
That night she slept
With a teddy clutched to her heart
That night she was
The loneliest of all.
The night went down
The sun came up
The morning was warm
So was her laugh
In that laugh
Was embedded her sorrow
For to be felt
And known to her alone
This was one of my scariest nightmares! It almost made me wanna pee (I got up in time! ;) )
The nightmare in the form of a poem..
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