Thursday, June 6, 2013

Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you...

I can see her thoughts running away
Despite her efforts to secure them
A look of childlike confusion comes over her face
Betrayed by her own mind

She sits alone drawing
Afraid to go outside
One foot stands firmly in reality
While the other is crossing the line

Into a world that's all her own
A world full of zombies and aliens
Violence surrounds
She cannot find safety

She searches for an anchor
To ground her to what is real
But an inner battle rages
As her sickness whispers lies

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