Nightmares after trauma
11 years after I broke free I’m still having nightmares
Some aren’t that scary
Other times they’re even more scary than you were
The details stand out so vividly
You’ve aged in my dreams I can see your under-eye circles, your hair peppered with greys
You have a smile on your face but I can see the lacklustre look in your eyes
The disappointment. The loss. The manipulation.
I wonder if it’s because you feel guilty
If you are trying to make amends for what you did, how you behaved, who you were
I wonder If she knows who you were
Have you changed?
What your daughter will think of you
Will she know?
Will you protect them from people like you?
Are you still horrible on the inside?
Do you have nightmares too?