The one time I feel safe enough to fall asleep, I can't
The voices became normal to hear
The smells familiar sickening but comfortable
The touch the feeling the presence
of something near
Seen as harmful beautiful and gone
Hard to believe that last night, I was asking it to stop
Now I want it back because
I'm scared for when my guard is down
They'll rush back inside of me
Telling me in fast soft whispers
That as long as I'm silent
Taking no offence for a body being shared
praised as unselfish when taken unprepared
Shunned if fighting what was done
Hated by what may feel as myself if spoken as one person
Nights are not to be shared
The times that they are are well despised
Those are the times I can't close my eyes
Tightly shut not trusting the lightThe one time that felt safe enough to fall asleep, and couldn't
13.03.16
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I'm Dying Inside
PoetryI said I'd never post another story,poem or whatever on here because I'm terrified of my feelings being shw,n I'm literaly shaking as I write this ...