Whisper's* into the pitch, unseen breath but no one is there,
She giggles and calls her dad silly,
Its just her imaginary friend.
A seat taken told by eyes so small, questions
Of who sat earlier as the imprint left, and
To the touch heat still bleeds outs on the palm.
To those not of innocence eyes,
For youth is pliable easy to twist to the
Will of those moulding there sight.
"We played hide the breath,
Daddy was sleeping as you climbed on top,
Held his breath.
In his eyes, till breath found as you let go.
We ran into the bedroom giggling at our fun,
daddy was silent in the morning,
"Father was no fun,
I smiled as the breakfast fell on the floor,
He looked confused as I laughed out loud,
"What my little lady,
"Was it fun not to breath,
"To suffocate as if in a dream,
He didn't speak, all colour left his face
Was it something I said??
A man came around,
He was all in black, with a white collar,
She didn't like him,
She hated this man as he spoke words
I didn't no, didn't understand,
My friend screamed, but only I heard.
"Daddy stop it, your hurting my friend,
"This is for the best, your friend isn't nice,
And as never there, like a shadow seeing the light
She was gone, and all alone I was again.
"Thank you father,
"That wasn't his dad, granddad doesn't look like that,
We moved soon after that, to another new place,
In a block of homes, like a stack of rooms
That had doors,
They smiled so many new friends, to play
So many to play our games upon,
"Who you talking to precious,
We had learnt our lessons from the last house.
Never tell, where would be the fun in that.
As he walked away, I looked into the hallway
Outside our door, so many new friends
Invisible to their eyes, but I was going to
Show the other children the fun, that they could
Now have, we would play with mothers fathers
See their faces as our friends played with their lives.