I close my eyes to sleep,

and what do I see?

The staircase from my past.

The stairs from my

elementary school.

I could still hear children’s voices

as they run up the stairs to classes.

I hear shouts as they run down

into the basement for lunch.

But I can’t see their faces.

I can only hear their voices.

All I see is the staircase,

waiting for me.

If I go back there, will

the dream go away?

Will new faces and voices

replace the old ones?

I’m too afraid to find out.

I don’t want new nightmares

to pile on top of the old ones.

So I’ll just go to sleep, and

dream about my empty staircase.


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