It started out like any other,
This dream I have so often dreamed.
I was greeted by my mother
And sent to school or so it seemed.
But when I rounded the corner,
I was back inside my childhood home.
I looked around in absolute horror,
Everything I loved was gone.
I tried my hardest just to leave,
But always ended up in the same distorted place.
I wanted to wake up and retrieve
My sanity, but could never find any peace.
I was trapped, that I know.
Trapped in my own sorrow.
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Poetry Anthology
PoetryPoems written by me in my creative writng class. WARNING: Some of the pieces does refer to self harm/bullying/suicide/death.