Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Sight

I see light underneath the door.
I hear sounds of whispers.
As I open the door,
I see movement.
She is frowning as she looks at him.
I am afraid for
Her sounds are of pain.
His sounds are of anger.
She tells him no.
He whispers shhhhhhh.
I see her tears as she looks my way.
Oh God,
It is me.