Lay out my soul

Late in the night, Still no sleep

Remember the pain, My pain is ugly

Twisted ugly

My fear is sleep

For sleep holds the nightmare

The nightmare is you.

Grieving eyes, 

Burdened with the vision

Of your face, Your image

Haunting me, Clawing at me

Anger bubbling beneath fear

Fear too strong

Anger stays buried.

Lay out my soul.

Valerie Masters