scarred dreams
I open my eyes slowly
to hear sounds of angered grief
the woman, she was sitting there
she was scared beyond belief.
I stare at her inquisitively
asking what is wrong
she looks at me in silence
staring for so long.
***
finally she speaks
talking of her case.
she whispers of the things
that I don’t want to face.
she looks into my eyes
filled with hatred and disgust
of the creature that scarred the dreams
of not just me…but us.