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I sit and stare
Stare in fear
Fear of falling into sleep
Sleep leads to nightmares
Nightmares worse than you could dream
Awakening with a scream
Scream that escapes me
Me in reality, a ghost in a dream
Dream that leaves me shaking
Shaking disturbing my sleep
Haunting my dreams
Dreams that scare me sleepless
Sleepless nights I've spent
Spent wishing for some peace
Peace of mind
Silence, darkness
Darkness lingers in my dreams
Dreams that hurt
Hurt me emotionally
Emotionally crying and screaming
This is why I never sleep
Sleep is dangerous for me
Stare in fear
Fear of falling into sleep
Sleep leads to nightmares
Nightmares worse than you could dream
Awakening with a scream
Scream that escapes me
Me in reality, a ghost in a dream
Dream that leaves me shaking
Shaking disturbing my sleep
Haunting my dreams
Dreams that scare me sleepless
Sleepless nights I've spent
Spent wishing for some peace
Peace of mind
Silence, darkness
Darkness lingers in my dreams
Dreams that hurt
Hurt me emotionally
Emotionally crying and screaming
This is why I never sleep
Sleep is dangerous for me
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aggressive, you tell your therapist,
he's always been aggressive.
you detail the storms you weathered,
the verbal battering ram,
the hammer that kept falling until
the nail fell into place.
"he never hit me", you're quick to assure,
but you do speak, eventually,
about the threats, about the way he towered
over you, above you, through you,
the ways he threatened to hurt you &
the time you watched her fly into a wall.
but, but, but, but, but
you don't want to be unfair to him.
his demons are sharper-clawed,
bigger, scarier, more sadistic.
yours are a children'
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I guess we're all alone in our minds
Alone in our hearts, in our
Hidden sufferings and cesspool of
Pain and confusion and longing
I wish I know what I'm doing this for
What im inflicting these on us for
it hurts to know that you won't know me
and i won't be there for you anymore
I'm sorry
and I don't think my sorry is enough
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The beginning of the our end.
So there we stood, surrounded by a silence that had deafened our souls yet we choose to continue to let it consume us,as we avoided eye contact.I felt my skin burning. My heart pounded as I spoke weakly,freeing us that screaming silence that had frozen us in time.
"I break everything I touch. Did I not tell you so?"
He replied with wrath and dispair," Do not give me your cheap phrases,stop bull-shitting with me."
I looked up at him,his eyes burning in anger that suddenly transformed into sadness, and then he said to me, " I know you, you know me. You don't have to recite all your frustrated poetry, you don't
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I relate to this....after dealing with night terrors for so many years...its a beautiful piece