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Nightmares

Nightmares make the person.

I'm falling apart.

I can't take this pain.

Burn what's left of my bleeding heart.

 

My life has no purpose.

Words can't explain this agony I feel.

My head is spinning.

This can't be real.

 

I no longer have the strength to stand,

The strength to run.

This game is over.

I'm coming undone.

 

This is ridiculous.

What is his punishment

For this inhumanity?!

It is me who has been punished.

 

With the crushing of what was left of my sanity.

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Written by
dakota-schmidt
German
Published
Aug 21, 2010
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Notes

I just threw stuff around. I couldn't sleep and I haven't written a poem in a while so I had a sudden impulse. :]

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