Anastasia Schmidt

Rookie (July 2nd / Lafayette)

Night Terror

The sting of the nights cold air on my skin
The names being called in whispers of wind
The time just stands still no one can help
Mirrors appear out and i see myself
All the glass shatters onto the floor
Bloods on the ground and my veins become sore
My heart lulls the beats in my chest
Fear fills me up and i forget all the rest
I'm dead, forgotten i've been left behind

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