God and i

the house is quiet.
upstairs another dimension, where dreams land at night.
i hear muffled sounds. metallic sounds
breaking the barrier of my childhood’s playpen.
and now comes in.
each night of sleep remembered here
their memory trapped between the walls of blue
what happened on those nights only God and i can know.
my thoughts, my fears
my heavy sobs
my sleepless nights, dreams and frights
only God and i can know.

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