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I'm scared. I don't know what I fear. The walls are scaring me, Like they did last year. I'm scared. I just want to know Why something is still so painful Though it happened long ago. I'm scared. My eyes water, my chest is tight. You know something's wrong, When all day long you dread the night. For truly, I am scared of the dark, Of it's voices, its talent for decay. I spend my long long nights, Praying for the safety of the sun, And the comfort of the day.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
I'm scared.
I'm scared. I don't know what I fear. The walls are scaring me, Like they did last year. I'm scared. I just want to know Why something is still so painful Though it happened long ago. I'm scared. My eyes water, my chest is tight. You know something's wrong, When all day long you dread the night. For truly, I am scared of the dark, Of it's voices, its talent for decay. I spend my long long nights, Praying for the safety of the sun, And the comfort of the day.
I wrote this about one of those nights, when you can't sleep because you can't stop thinking about something miserable, and it makes you feel genuinely scared and alone in your own bed.
#love#fear#sleep#scared#bed#night#light
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jessica-colbalt
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
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