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Poem by Layla Skyles |
| Her reality is one she would wish not to have Instead she would rather be guided by her dreams The things she sees in her dreams are colorful and bright While things at home are horrible and resemble night As she lay in her bed Dreaming of things that make her feel all she ever wanted to feel Alive In her dreams, someone is holding her Someone is loving her In a place where nothing matters but the heart and mind She reads stories of fairytale endings and good families Only she wishes these exist in her world and not in her mind She goes into her dream-world everynight to be welcomed by light Only to wake up to a feeling of fright Dreaming is her only escape from this horrible reality she calls home Instead of dreaming one night She looks for a knife to take her life Now she is in her dream-world for good Where no one can hurt her anymore and she can be free at last. |