Sleeping, but alert
Awake,but weary
Cold and hurt
Scared and dreary.

So much hate
Is all that I feel
Is this my fate?
Is this all real?

The darkness is found
Full of fear
Black shadows are all around
This is all imagined here.

I crumble
All hope is lost
My life, My dreams,
Have turned to dust.
A feeling that is not new.
This is a glimpse of what was once true.
 
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