For today’s prompt, write a hide out poem
“Coming ready or not!”
The words aren’t shouted
But whispered.
Their lilt I know
The tone familiar
The intimation terrifying.
Outside is dark
The world is asleep
My innocence stolen.
The creak of floorboards
The soft squeak of my door
Herald the monsters arrival.
There is nowhere to hide
I slide further under the covers
As I feel him slip in beside me.
I tremble knowing that next
Will be his fingers
And their obscene lullaby.
Written for: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-9
Morpethroad 
Brutal. But honest. And sensitive.
Thank you Pat I have been so moved of late by my own discoveries of the extent of abuse.
it is such an expansive and ever-expanding topic …. it is truly mind-blowing …. speaks very profoundly to the cruelty of humankind, in my opinion