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Do you ever notice how the patterns on the ceiling looks and ever focus so long the patterns start to make shapes- You ever stare out and watch yourself from another point of view?... Sometimes I still do this, we tend to be at odds with our perception of life, seems what I'm able to see isn't pleasant or reality- looking down at myself. They call this, an outer body experience when your looking up watch me watching you. Do you feel the pain I was feeling, Do you see yourself as if in a movie, I keep the aftermath & the many "before's" steeped in secrecy, continuing- obscuring the facts. Like these DCF workers & Court's, Supposedly this "System" was set up to rescue us children from terrible situations in our families lives give them a chance at a normal healthy life. As I lay here floating above myself, I can see from up here what I'm feeling & he's more horrific than the one's they sent me to before. Can you imagine the daily living nightmare of being a child assuming & thinking you are saved once placed within a new home. Only to find the situation worse, I was torn from my loving yet very dysfunctional family, my siblings, not so politically correct but SAFETY was in our numbers. We were strong even brave as we're placed with monsters. monsters in my closet, in my room, under my bed, in my shower, monsters hiding behind the bedroom door... He's coming, his footsteps- heard on the stairs he'll know I'm recently fresh out the shower, I can smell his stickiness- he's yet to do anything tonight. The monsters, hiding in plain sight, in daylight- always, always at midnight watching me, watching, always watching watching me eat, watching me sleep, touching me in my sleep, this monster.... *Do you ever notice how the patterns on the ceiling looks and ever focus so long the patterns start to make shapes* Always Me Ayeshah ® Copyright 1977 - Present © K.A.C.L.N © All right reserved ®
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
The Patterns Start To Make Shapes.
Do you ever notice how the patterns on the ceiling looks and ever focus so long the patterns start to make shapes- You ever stare out and watch yourself from another point of view?... Sometimes I still do this, we tend to be at odds with our perception of life, seems what I'm able to see isn't pleasant or reality- looking down at myself. They call this, an outer body experience when your looking up watch me watching you. Do you feel the pain I was feeling, Do you see yourself as if in a movie, I keep the aftermath & the many "before's" steeped in secrecy, continuing- obscuring the facts. Like these DCF workers & Court's, Supposedly this "System" was set up to rescue us children from terrible situations in our families lives give them a chance at a normal healthy life. As I lay here floating above myself, I can see from up here what I'm feeling & he's more horrific than the one's they sent me to before. Can you imagine the daily living nightmare of being a child assuming & thinking you are saved once placed within a new home. Only to find the situation worse, I was torn from my loving yet very dysfunctional family, my siblings, not so politically correct but SAFETY was in our numbers. We were strong even brave as we're placed with monsters. monsters in my closet, in my room, under my bed, in my shower, monsters hiding behind the bedroom door... He's coming, his footsteps- heard on the stairs he'll know I'm recently fresh out the shower, I can smell his stickiness- he's yet to do anything tonight. The monsters, hiding in plain sight, in daylight- always, always at midnight watching me, watching, always watching watching me eat, watching me sleep, touching me in my sleep, this monster.... *Do you ever notice how the patterns on the ceiling looks and ever focus so long the patterns start to make shapes* Always Me Ayeshah ® Copyright 1977 - Present © K.A.C.L.N © All right reserved ®
Ayeshah
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Ayeshah
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
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