M.E.M.

Reality

Reality is way to scary.

I don’t want to think

See

Watch

Hear

Experience,

 

the horror

that is going on outside

the four walls of my home.

 

If I do

I will break,

I will cry.

 

I will lose the hope

that I am so desperately

clinging to.

 

Because I want to LIVE!

I want my family to be

unaffected by this...

 

This curse!

Death

Disease

Plague

 

I don’t want to think.

Please,

don’t make me face reality.

 

Don’t make reality

real.

 

I cling

to the thread

I have left.

 

Knuckles white

fingers cutting into the thread

bleeding.

 

I will suffer that pain.

That pain I can take.

 

But not this.

I fear what lies below me.

 

The truth

Reality.



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