What Lies Ahead
Childhood laughter haunts my head
Not wanting to face what lies ahead
Eyes closed knees curled up
Wishes the voices would just shut up
Diluted with hope
Fearing I won’t be able to cope
Am I going nuts?
Rocking silently on the floor
Creaking wood keeping score
Clenching my sanity to stay brave
A broken heart I cannot save
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