Peek-a-Boo

I crawl and tiptoe as I watch you weep,

you lie on your couch with a wound so deep.

I inch closer to pacify your grief,

seeing me, you screeched a ghastly shrill that made me freak.

Worriedly I ran up towards the roof,

you came with a pillow and hushed me with a poof.

Drained with constant efforts, you sit back and hurl a grin,

swiftly I hide in my hole wondering was my concern actually a sin?