A Mother's protection, a promise

Mummy, I can’t sleep.
There are demonic scenes that continuously harass me.

They know what memories to access;
what buttons to press;
they’re good at depriving me
of my rest.

It’s like an internal cinema,
‘Twisted Pictures presents...’
...the thoughts you locked in the safe
Inside your head.

I’m left to discuss this with myself,
Though all I can do is argue.
Mummy make it better
I beg you.

[I know ‘Twisted  Pictures’ exists – all rights reserved to them]