Everyday slowly passes, yet there’s no visible change.
Thoughts, images, and pain still linger.
Years have gone by, but the mark has been made.
The past is over, but not out of sight.
Your face appears, even as I sleep.
My dreams, haunted by what had occurred.
Trust, and love, taken and destroyed.
Battered by hands that went too far.
An uncle who crossed the line of love.
Stepped, into the darkness of evil.
Turned into me,
Slowly breathing in the air, as it seeps through the window.
Gently tossing and turning, my body resting upon each side.
I feel the warmth of you next to me, your skin to mine.
Laying calmly against the pillow, listening to the sound.
Rain hitting the window pane as it starts to fall from above.
Distant sounds surround, as the sky appears so bright.
Sweet disturbance, keeps my mind awake.
As I hear the steady of the storm just barely setting in.
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