It was the images
The images of the little girl
Fighting for her life
The night dark beyond the curtain
Even the stars had gone to bed
My mind couldn’t
I remembered
Her tremors
Fear
And then the house came alive
With the night closing in from the outside
I tried to sing
My mind saw the words
My voice could not catch them
The little girl
Her body wrecking with tremors
Her little body
Courting death
I could not sing
The air still reeked of death
Feeding the house
Bringing it to life
But my little sister
She wasn’t coming to life
Awesome 💯