Think of the times when you were afraid, when the voice in your head, or the monsters under your bed just wouldn't let you be. That's what these poems are, they're of crazy people by a crazy person.
"It's day one hundred and eighty three, Serene. They want to turn off the life support. Please, please wake up."
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