The Night

There’s a cry in the night, she awakes, did anyone hear is there anyone to care

She shivers and shakes, she looks around makes sure it was a dream

She closes her eyes, hoping sleep will come

The darkness brings nothing but fear, there’s danger in the silence

The stillness of the house, the peace within the walls

How quickly it can be shattered, she reaches out but there is no one there

She wishes there was someone, too take her in their embrace

Tell her she will be safe, that there is nothing to fear

That in his arms nothing can touch her, she can close her eyes

Peace will remain, the silence in the night will be calming

There are times, when she is not alone she can sleep in peace

She closes her eyes and thinks of these times

How safe she felt, how strong his embrace

She sighs now the thought comes she will be alone

Forever scared in the night, afraid to close her eyes

To awake in sudden moments of terror

With nothing to stop it, the power of the brain to take over

To bring back those nights, when the passion was so strong

All there was, was power, was control, but desire

Was present wanting nothing more than to be an all consuming force

It worked and has lasted long beyond his grave

Forever grasping her nights, his presence will always remain

There is only one thing that can chase it away

The safety of an embrace, one free from harm, power or control

One that is strong  enough to bring the calm, the beauty in a night.




View sparkle_angel's Full Portfolio
a.griffiths57's picture

The sheer lonliness and and

The sheer lonliness and and apprehension about every move and moment the character is alone   is very convincing and well written. Like your work in this prose very much; yes how we are loved is important free of power control and harm, just love and reasurring would be lovely wouldn't it.  Good luck with your poems sparkle-angel.


 

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57