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Reem Luna Apr 2015
Ghosts haunted my vision
I felt like my soul was being dragged up through my throat
I lost my balance, feet failing to hold
This is the beginning of what my nightmares foretold

I lay curled at the bottom of the narrow chamber
The water pounded on my bare figure
I couldn’t move, I struggled to look up at the light
Just as well, my soul was too dim, the illumination too bright

Memories haunted the reminisce of my emotions
The people I hurt, who in the end hurt me
While my empathy was stolen a long time ago
It seemed to devour me, silent and slow

I bashed my head on the hard, tiled floor
Trying to release my head of demons
But I soon realized to get rid of them surely
I should get rid of myself, the one who treats me so poorly

I know it may seem like there was no good reason
Like my mind was out of place, I wasn’t thinking straight
But my fate was determined everyday
When my thoughts took over, my conscious too astray

I started to think what would happen after
The expressions as disappointment and relief
I knew it wouldn’t be long before people forgot
About that soul who belonged here not

So in the last minutes as flat water trickled through my lips
The high warm water sweeping around me like a liquid blanket
I thought of the people who never knew what caused the sight
Of the girl who never got the chance to say goodnight

I crawled out the narrow claustration
The water still running
My heart still beating
Alive

My nightmare was true.
Kate Copeland Mar 2019
I always leave the door open
the balcony my class room a fitting
room i don't know
to avoid claustration
an encirclement wherefore you feel
left out
no sounds no people no traffic no books
no songs no friends no barks no lights
I defer going to bed too.

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