The little boy

A Little kid lays in bed,
With boyish thoughts,
in his head.
While he lays there,
He seems so scared.
But his mom wont comfort him,
Because shes impaired.
The shadows dance,
upon his walls.
he covers his face
and curls into a ball.
Hes scared of the dark,
And no one knows why.
The little boy only wanted
to be sung a lullaby.
He's been alone all his life,
and its wrong because hes only 5
He falls asleep on his bed,
while nightmares linger in his head.
He wakes up screaming.
"Mommy come here!"
but shes passed out,
from so much beer.
His daddy's gone,
And he's all alone.
The boy is scared,
he wants a real home.
so he sits there trying to fall back asleep
but the nightmare in his mind,
He'll forever keep.