'You Awake, You Awake? ' Poem by Isaak DeMaio

Trek along a seven mile journey,
fireflies light up,
cars whiz by,
two kids walk alone,
while the velvet moon lights the sky.
Frightened by the dark,
she grasps for his hand,
too scared to shake her fears,
everything begins to die a little inside.
It's four AM,
he sleeps along the wall,
she's held tightly in his arms,
her only sense of security,
gone after her eyes strike open to a sudden alarm.
Persistent troubling of nightmares,
everyday she dreams of that day,
she screams and yells, screeching for help,
only to get use to this abusive way.
Haunted by her unforgettable past,
she sits against the light blue wall as time stands silently,
and wishes that no child should ever hold this in-
and if they do; to act upon it differently.