LIGHTNING RAIN AND THE PAIN

The rain was falling hard

it was a stormy night.

In a room with three beds

my mother, my father and me in the light.

In between them both

I was not myself,but I was awhare.

The lightning was loud

I was as still as could be,no blinking just a stare.

knealing by my side

a soft voice said to me.

It's only lightning, said my mother

you never know next where it will be.

A flash of light

As I awoke in a swet and a tear.

A clouded dream of the ones I love

A dream full of fear.

I have not be able to sleep the same

since that night.

My mother, my father

and me in the light.