Thomasine Dye

A Rhyme From A Lost Childhood

 

I am tired

I am scared

Hide myself

From what’s out there

 

Ever watchful

Through the night

Lest the demon

Take my eyes

 

“Little dolly,

All alone.

No one wants you,

This we know.”

 

Says the monster

In my head

Tells me I should

Go to bed

 

“Lie down, lie down,

Useless thing.

Let it take you

It won’t sting.”

 

No use to call out

I won’t try

No one listens

To my cries

 

“Such a burden,

Such a waste.

Let another

Take your place.”

 

Choke a sob

And shut my eyes

Cross my heart

And hope to die