Thursday, 2 October 2014

You think you have it tough,
Nightmares in the dark.
You know nothing of fear,
Till they come to you in the day.

Images of you friends
The ones you love the most.
Broken, bloody,
Comatose.

During the day,
In class.
Whilst giving a speech.

You know nothing of pain,
You know nothing of fear,
Till the middle of the day.

You who is scared of the dark,
I fear the light of day.

I can turn to no one,
I stay composed,
I hide my pain.

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