Diary of a Little Girl

Go upstairs, honey
are the words
that haunt the
depths of my brain
still

If only
I would've spoken the one
word so easy to
say

But, no
I scurry to
my room and shut
the door, I'm
tucked safely inside

In the midst of
dreams and the creaks
of the night

The cold ruthless murmur
of death
washes over me

No, I mumble
I have the urge
to slip downstairs
to see Mommy
and Daddy

When my eyes
lay upon the sight
downstairs, a
scream escapes
my chilled lips

Mommy, I whisper
no, no, no, no
is all I say

No, no, no, no
why did I not say
this before
when Daddy urged
me to go upstairs
to my room

Now I must suffer
in this strange, new
home

As my Daddy
sits in prison
my Mommy in
heaven