The flames engulf her

Licking bright red and blue

At the foot of her bed

Trapping her with their hue

She cries out in desperation

Like a cornered beast

Full of fear and panic

Burning with sensation

She awakes in a cold sweat

Amid dank and sweaty sheets

Drenched with wretched wet

Where nightmare meets

The rude intrusion

Of reality..

She blinks in the deceptive safety

Of her Humpty-Dumpty lamp

Crawls out of the crib

She outgrew years before

Walks into the cavernous dark

To check the front door

And all the windows

To make sure

They're secure

That the flickering she sees

Is just a reflection

Of her small sphere

Of bedroom light

That the leering shadows

Are just mocking illusions

Of the night...

A joke perpetuated

By her pain and flight

She retreats

Back to the haven

Where she's been hurled

Damming back

The fires and floods

Of the world

Small soldier braving

Demons of the dark

Armed for wars

Upon which adults

Refuse to embark

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purplethunder3121 said:

The flames engulf her

Licking bright red and blue

At the foot of her bed

Trapping her with their hue

She cries out in desperation

Like a cornered beast

Full of fear and panic

Burning with sensation

She awakes in a cold sweat

Amid dank and sweaty sheets

Drenched with wretched wet

Where nightmare meets

The rude intrusion

Of reality..

She blinks in the deceptive safety

Of her Humpty-Dumpty lamp

Crawls out of the crib

She outgrew years before

Walks into the cavernous dark

To check the front door

And all the windows

To make sure

They're secure

That the flickering she sees

Is just a reflection

Of her small sphere

Of bedroom light

That the leering shadows

Are just mocking illusions

Of the night...

A joke perpetuated

By her pain and flight

She retreats

Back to the haven

Where she's been hurled

Damming back

The fires and floods

Of the world

Small soldier braving

Demons of the dark

Armed for wars

Upon which adults

Refuse to embark

can u see my childhood? I liked this very much. I do believe that children can see more truth than we know....they r not blinded yet by this world. We dont fight in flesh and blood but we live in a spiritual world and war is all around us. I believe some children can b gifted to see this at times in there life.

I'm glad the poem spoke to some of you... Thanks for the feedback.