Terrified

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Distract me from the infinite abyss where I had no control; ravenous for a motherly echo that tells me everything will be okay; to cradle me like an infant and rock me back like an ocean's closing tide. Waves of kisses gently over an abandoned corpse. Wash me away.

Moments of stress induced hysteria where the fleeting moments of contact ebb and flow into eternity. Sunshine always covered by the colder coastal past. An illusionist that doesn't know how to feel.