You cry a river of tears every night, and you try to lull all the voices in your head to sleep. You force yourself to swallow words from lips you don't even know.
And you wonder why.
Why it was so hard to keep surviving when you give it all you've got just to breathe.
Why you get nightmares instead of dreams.
Why until now, you still get haunted by what you want to know.
And you wonder why even when they keep bringing you to your knees, you can't let them go.
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The Writer and Her Daydreams
PoetryA prose and poetry collection where dreams transform into something real.