"We are Good!"

We are good! Or so seems...

Shouts of rage and anger filled my dreams

We are good!

But the clatter rouses my slumber...

Unable to sleep but yet I still dream...

Day comes and the dream goes away... well at least for today

We are good!

Tap tap tap tap every Friday, Saturday, sometimes Thursday

Tap tap to raise me from sleep... you can’t find your key; you can’t operate the key

Tap tap to raise me from sleep... But I think you have lost YOUR KEY

YOU CAN’T OPEN THE DOOR...

I OPEN THE DOOR; NIGHT after NIGHT... even into the morning...

YOU can’t seem to remember how it slides anymore...

I am tired I can no longer open it...

But the clatter rouses my slumber... You and mother!

She Says “Maybe you should just go”...  He Says “Maybe I will”...

Unable to sleep but yet I still dream...

And so you did...

Bag packed, laces tired... Do you not see the kid...

I am awake... fully awake... This must be a dream...

We were Good or so it seems.

Fortnights come... Fortnights go... we packed bags...

Shipped to and fro...

I place it internal can’t comprehend... They cry... They threw tantrums...

But you didn’t come then

And fortnights come... fortnights go... we packed bags...

shipped to and fro

I stutter more... confidence inebriated with that tap tap upon a glass door

They try to contain me... but they can hold me no more....

Never shall I open that door...

For who I am... I am lost... what  mould am I...

Felt like I never had... but felt like I loss... 

We were Good.....