My nightmare he defeats
Protected
I take my seat
Exhausted
My souls so beat
Crying
Sweep me off my feet
Blessings
The innocence hides
Choking
The child inside
Stripping
Everyrhing i see
Conquering
Nightmares awaken me
Hungry
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Wicked Games
PoetryI decided to start writing about things I am feeling and thinking. This entire year has been completely crazy . I hope my story helps show my development as a person.
