Curled up in the corner

in dead of the night.

Afraid of darkness

and praying for light.

Eyes peer from the ceiling.

Hands reach from the floor.

Hearts beat from the walls

and he stands at the door.

No chemical shields me.

No masquerade hides.

The sweat of my body,

the fear in my eyes.

He’s pounding and pounding

and growing in strength.

He’s ...

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28.09.21

It gets better, 

a friend once said

You’re not a bad person 

Shouldn’t wish you were dead 

Everyone is their own worst critic, 

He said to me 

And when he needs an ear, 

I listen intently 

We swap stories, 

One back and one forth 

Lighten the load, 

Keep each other on course

When friends are down 

I feel it too

When people are sa...

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