Be Still My Beating Heart

 It seems to me that the days keep getting longer and nights shorter.

I lay shivering beneath my blanket  twisting and turning half conscious... never asleep.

At the sound of the car in the driveway, the night gets colder, my heart beats faster and my brain refuses to let me be at ease .

I get up I listen ... I feel it in the air ... the animosity threatening to choke me, some times its more than I can bare .

I am scared ! my mind screams at me ,I am cold my body shouts!, l am alone says the tear, running down my cheek of what? I whisper trying  not to shivering in fear.

 Together they Whisper We fear ....your stepmother the look of hatred in her eyes when your awake, the the fake laughter that  it makes your heart shake, the beautifully plated food in front of you  it begs to question is your life at stake .

While we can shout be careful , keep your eyes peel  ,your mind sharp your talons sharpen, in the day we are at our most vulnerable when the night draws near when the wind and rain maybe all that you hear  what might come to pass  as nightfall is all that we fear.