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The nightmare comes again

Nothing comes out of my mouth anymore.
I don't understand a word I say; the language is unfamiliar.
The way I walk is all new, the way I look it's not the same.
I feel as if my soul has been ripped apart.
The pieces are so jagged it's hard to see where they go.
I don't understand anything.
My heart aches with things to say; but, no words with which to speak. 
For, they've taken them away.
They steal all the lovely and wonderful things
that are deep within my heart.
As a child I would run through the woods afraid of nothing that lie beneath the trees.
Now it seems I can't get through one night
without waking up terrified of what's in the dark.
They come at night and drown my hopes and dreams.
The stars no longer come out.
And the light of the moon has been taken over by the
darkness of my sorrow.
Where is my Romeo, my Prince Charming?
Or, even a gun with which I can kill them.