Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Stranger in the Night

I can remember those nights
That you'd sneak into my room
You'd creep across the floor
And above my bed you would loom

I can remember the fear
As you would sit beside me
And under the bed clothes
Your hands would roam free

The smile on your face
Was the opposite of my fright
As you loomed above my bed
In the middle of the night

Nobody knew
What you were doing to me
When under the bed clothes
Your hands would roam free

I never udnerstood
That what you were doing was wrong
But now i know it was
I must try and be strong

I won't let you destroy me
I will remain sane and in health
But so that you know in the mean time
Keep your hands to yourself


  1. Wow. That must have taken some guts to write. Nicely done.

  2. Your writing is always so powerful, strong and moving.

    I am certain that one day you will use your writing to help others.

  3. As Heather said - I am impressed by your courage. This is beautifully written!