Falling silently in place
As I look up in my disgrace
And see the laughing of each face
As I die
The killing of my free soul
The spilling of the bloody bowl
Flinging me deep into the hole
They made me dig myself
Wishing to make my senses dead
Their hands have all been stained red
Clawing at my own head
Yearning to wake up
Please free me from this dream
Things aren't always as they seem
The nightmares call me as they gleam
Enticing me into sleep
Bring me back to reality
To the way it's supposed to be
I must be blind, for I can't see
But this is how it really is
-Allison Landry













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