Childhood laughter haunts my head
Not wanting to face what lies ahead
Eyes closed knees curled up
Wishes the voices would just shut up
Diluted with hope
Fearing I won’t be able to cope
Twisted guts
Am I going nuts?
Rocking silently on the floor
Creaking wood keeping score
Clenching my sanity to stay brave
A broken heart I cannot save
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