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Dec 2015
I toss and turn for reasons
I try to understand.
My dreams are filled with boyfriends of old
and violations of the body.
Parents scurry through these dreams
I am only able to view at night.
The demons run and cause
nightmares
in this pretty sleeping head.
With teeth clenched I face the demons
and stay asleep through the night.
And yet I wake every hour
for the demons have become
too much to handle
and to move my body is to move the demons
to a different part of my mind.
So I toss and turn throughout the night
and wake to stop the dreams.
I stay awake with an aching head
with muscles tense when nightmares come.
To wake up in the morning
is to wake up in a Hell.
The made up demons of my past
affect the future of the day.
Christina Cox
Written by
Christina Cox  Utah
(Utah)   
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   Kelly Rose
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