Looking away
She doesn't want to stay.
Her nightmares came alive.
She lost her will to survive.
Counting her steps backwards.
And praising to the lord
That she finds her way out
Without a doubt.
Her shadow plays with her head.
Makes it look like she's dead.
But realizing she is breathing
It's just trying to pull her strings.
She runs, she screams
Hoping not to fall back into that dream.
She must believe she's okay
If she wants to make it through another day.
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