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Tenaj Lee Taylor Oct 2015
I don't get much sleep at night.
I got thoughts flowing through my head to much to sleep,

Scared of the nightmares that you might find someone else and throw me away,

Done falling through the sky and hitting rock bottom,

Happy that I can spend my days with you.

I start thinking about how other people think about me,
Start thinking how it would make them feel,
How they would respond to me gone,
To be alive today and dead the next.

I can't get much sleep.

Hallucinating about things during the day.
Scary things.
Can't stay awake to speak enough.
Bruised body parts, cuts from the unknown, blood stains on my shirt.

Then I awake.

All fake just a day dream.

These are the nightmares.
The nightmares that haunt me everyday.

I don't sleep much anymore.

If I fall asleep the dreams are to scary.
I find myself hurting people,
Good people.

And this might not seem scary to others,
It is to me.
I've hurt a lot of people.
Did stupid things.
Never thought about how it eould harm others.

These nightmares haunt me everynight and day.

I don't get much sleep.

Thoughts come to mind and they are all ugly.

I don't want to be awake anymore I just want to sleep forever in a happy place.

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