Empty streets in my mind

I walk through them all the time

the silents breaks under my feet

and I remember when we truely meet

when I was sleeping and you were there

and all you did was stare

until you rose up to your feet

and shushed me so I couldn't speak

I yelled and cryed to no abide

with the other children by my side

until the darkness devors me as a whole

you had no idea how much toll

you took on me as a childhood with that naptime affair

you made me wish that I had no longer any air

so that I might return to a forever sleep

but instead I stayed awake under my sheets

until you told me "not to tell"

or I would surley burn in hell

But years later I remember I must speak out

and that's what this poem is all about