At night

When i lay in bed,
try to rest my weary head,
I hear a scream,
and reach for my light,
to reassure everything is alright.

It brings back memories,
that make me cry,
and i ask myself,
why oh why?

I know this pain,
just too well,
what it is like,
to give a yell.

I look at the door,
and shrink in bed,
pull the dooner up over my head.

A figure stands in the way,
of my only escape,
dressed in black,
I turn and don't look back.

I scream and reach,
for something to defend my self,
from the intruder that's in my house.

I wake up,
and start to calm,
and find my self in my mothers arms.

A nightmare,
a bad dream,
is to haunt me,
every night it seems.