Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Lily's Friday Prediction 02/10/2012 - Behind These Closed Doors

Behind These Closed Doors

The March Hare came to visit today and when all my children wanted was Daddy; he was gone for hours.

Where is my medicine?

So innocent, but the noise they make is . . . too loud, too high, too much.

A rage I’ve always hidden burns in a secret corner of my brain, and right now I’m poison.

I need to conserve my words or I’ll end up crucifying them with my sharp tongue.

Slowly I shut down, with thoughts that are so loud.

I hope he’ll be home soon; I shouldn’t be alone with them.