Sleep...

by Mae   Jul 30, 2009


Lying alone in a plain cold room
too afraid to move even speak
ashamed of all the scars
some which can't be seen
an icy hand grasps her heart
it squeezes but won't let go..
as her eyes dim
a smile crosses her lips
finally...
finally she can go to sleep
finally..
she sleeps...

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