At night, when I close my eyes I see my demons.
      One looks just like you, daddy.
      As a little girl, I run towards you.
      You grab my hand and tell me everything will be okay.
      But, mommy yells and you hit me.
     Daddy, why? I want to scream. But you no longer listen.
    A little older, I walk down the hall.
      I see my grandmother. She looks nice.
    But when I sit by her feet her true form shows.
She kicks and screams hurtful words.
I’m once again a little older as I stand up.
I get up again and I see his face in front of mine.
He opens his arms.
I think he looks innocent enough.
I think he won’t hurt me.
But, I’m wrong. He hugs me, and then pushes me down.
Down into a deep dark tunnel that I won’t come out of.
And that’s why I’m afraid to close my eyes at night.