Day after Days,
Night after Nights,
The world moves as I stay still,
Staring at my plain dark bedroom wall.
Mother knocks on my door, but I feel too numb to answer,
Motionless, as if groped by Cancer.
I lie on my bed,
Screaming in my head.
Pain haunting me forever,
It goes with me ever.
Like my shadow,
Lingering there aglow.
Now my brother is fading into dark,
He will soon be gone stark.
And mother will soon give in.
The echo of glass breaking,
The sound of my mother screaming,
And me, still motionless as I lay.
The doors are slamming.
More glasses breaking.
And me just falling,
As a plane, stalling.
Now the house grows dark.
Only the noise of the crickets grows.
And for me?
I have now been swallowed by darkness.
With nothing to hold on as a harness.
All my fears have come true.