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Aug 2017
Sleep,
The dark abyss of fears
that await you when you close your eyes
When you're at your worst
your mind becomes a prison
a sanctuary of nightmares
that you can't escape

Awake,
The light of a new day
that quickly turns to dusk
locking you away
the dawn seems so peaceful
but underneath the guise
lies a whole new torture
much worse than in your dreams

Insane,
the art of being 'crazy'
when you harm yourself for attention
is that really what they think?
You're not insane
you are broken
but they can't see that you're hurt
that you just want to find someone to trust

Sleep,
the dark abyss of fears
but you don't feel alone here
because with you in your prison
are the things you can't escape
they haunt you day and night
those demons that you keep
for when the sun sets,
to when it slowly rises
your only friends are with you
in the dark abyss of Peace
Written by
Tori Schall  16/F
(16/F)   
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   Logan Robertson and Mack
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