Intervation

Intervation
Straight to my heart it went
Felt something like
Dirty black needle with memory inside
It opened my eyes
These visits I had no idea at the time
What it meant but she cleared it all up in my mind
These stories she told
I felt ancient fear
Of that man in our home
All the pieces fit together
This was only days before intervention
Sweet destructive winds came blew our lives
Away from this place
Strange way to be saved
By what twisted and mangled our home that day
It ran through every inch of me
Instant I saw
Through the eyes of this child
A boy who is no more
Who is now just a shade
Turned into what I am
I relive this moment
Death sat on the bed with us...