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May 2013
My eyes sharply snap
My breathing broken from nightmares ripping apart
The screaming is my own voice now, as I plead to the sky for help
Someone, I cry
Just anyone right now

The silence fills the room again, like it was before
from biological rain streaks on window panes
to mascara black down pours,
I have this need to be surrounded
By company to keep me sane
Yet my presence is but an absence
And those I call out to,
     never hear what I have to say

My day begins and ends the same
My eternal calling never being filled
The ripping of my chest then swallows
What little willpower I have left to live.
Emma T
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Emma T  Knoxville
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