A/N: Okay, I didn't really work on it, it's rather a natural swing over the keyboard, but I just felt like writing it down, once it was in my head. It is what Bree thinks when she gets to bed. Please review, I don't know whether there have been any poems walking around in "DH," maybe mine is the first one. Maybe you even like it. Don't critisize me too hard, I'm not Shakespeare. Thank you.
When the Curtain Falls
A poem about Bree's nights
When the curtain falls
And my head bents down
I hear my heart cry
Filling my ears with its disturbing sound
I lay my head on my pillow
The siren breaks my will
I turn, and turn and turn
And fall asleep to face the nightmare
The nightmare that comes at night
Not slightly as bad as the daily one
So I feel my tears running
And swallow all my pain
It's all about being perfect
That's what I have to tell myself
My siren rings and rings
But people smile
Someday this will be over
And my head will lay down to sleep
And by my grave
My husband will stand
Proud of his wive, he will smile
My daughter will cry
And say
"My mother was the best,"
Doesn't save me from my nightmares
But once in grave
I won't feel them anymore
I will smile
About my familiy
Having loved me
The way I have been
Every day.