Anniversary

Anniversary

I still scream in nightmares

that nothing can heal.

I still scream—

I still scream inside—

because those nightmares were real.

I wake,

and it wasn’t a dream.

So I scream,

and I scream,

but no one ever hears me.

Then one day,

God was kind.

He reached out in poetic justice

and eased my hurting mind.

I still carry the horror,

the shattered parts,

but there is more peace

in my heart.

For Brendan, Ger and Leah, with thanks.