I’ll tell you about this place
So close there’s no escape
People on all sides forever.
But they don’t see. Don’t let them
Make up your mind.
I’ll tell you of this place.
Cold inside tired body and soul.
Have a breakdown again one day
But maybe I’ll get through today
Take a breath, close your eyes.
I’ll tell you about this place
Most everyone seems to know
As I float through the day.
Seeing and hearing nothing.
I never seem to understand.
If I tell you about this place
Will you believe a word I say
For this seems so unreal
Like a dream. It fades away
School work home to sleep.
And dream there is reality.
About the Creator
Sarah Spookychild
I am a writing fanatic. While writing one story, my brain comes up with another. I wrote before marriage, but my ex-husband smashed my computer. I stopped writing for eight years. I am a single mom. I have PTSD, Anxiety, and Depression.
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