No rest

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For the first time in a week, I had some good sleep,

I locked my door from the thoughts of the what-ifs,

To be quite honest with you, I've been scared for the past week,

If he goes through my door when I'm ill and vulnerable to break me down, how would I save myself?

When she comes and lurks on top of me whilst I sleep, what is she thinking about?

If they do anything to me, would I be able to fight it?

If they caught me red-handed, how would they react again?

No rest,

No sleep,

Just an endless amount of what ifs.

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