What Would You do

Your hear your little girl,
screaming in her bed.
You run to see her,
looking at you,
crying her eyes out.
You think,
what you should do.
When you walk into her room,
you go to her bed,
to embrace her.
As your arms,
touch her,
she begins to fade.
Fade from,
within your arms.
As reality,
comes into view.
You notice tears,
running down,
your face.
You realize,
that this is,
the fifth time,
this week.
You go back,
to last week.
The week,
that your little girl.
screamed,
and vanished.
All you can think,
is what you want.
You want,
it to stop.
Go away.
You want her,
to either,
come home,
or leave,
you,
alone.