M : Monsters

Lying on bed, waiting on elves to carry me to dream land,
Instead, tiny monsters are dragging me out of bed
Tossing me into the cold ground of somewhere,
Somewhere familiar, a hotel room with dim lights,
Phone between my shaky hands, screen flashing “Lovely Mom”
I don’t want to answer ! yet my hands pick up the call


Mom : ….. whats the embassy phone number
Me: Nooo (tears streaming down my cheeks) where is dad !
Mom: I need embassy number, Ca..
Knowing the answer yet hanging by a glimpse of hope i cry: where is dad? i want my dad!!
(Mom silently sobbing) : he .. passed out


Everything shattered around me as i let out a scream
Hearing mom’s faint voice through phone: hush my baby.. be strong for your younger siblings ..
Monsters tiny hands crawl over my throat chocking me to sleep..


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