Darkness has taken my security,
Grabbing a blanket in hopes to hide.
Many times I wanted to run,
Pain is all I feel inside.
Cringing in a faraway corner,
Afraid of the hand in the air.
So many times that hand has hurt,
Searching to find someone who cares.
Terrified screams filling the night,
Burning tears streaming down my face.
Please Lord, give me the strength to fight.
Wishing there were gentle arms to embrace.
All I can feel is the cold night air,
All my dreams have been shattered,
Huddled in a corner I cry alone.
Wishing I had someone who cares.
Theresa McLaughlin
Copyright �2002 Theresa Marie McLaughlin
