Nightmares.
Unending.
Haunted by family,
I’ve no desire to see.
People I thought were godparents;
Cowards & cheats.
Dead relatives;
Obsessed with prestige or wealth.
As if I’m not sick of living ones.
Why is it,
I’m always bereft of my possessions?
Packing,
Or seeking what’s stolen.
Set me free.