Nightmare-
Me, alone, eternity.
Darkness, like that which
Haunts my waking hours,
Deep in my soul,
Seeps into my mind, and leaves me blind.
Waking, I find that reality,
Truth,
Is worse than any nightmare.
I fear,
I worry,
I scream.
My pain.
I cannot understand why
I hurt,
But I know that I do.
I awake, midnight-
I scream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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