In Between

January 21, 2009
By Stefiane Greene, Attleboro, MA

Jumbled words flow threw my mind
Songs from god knows who make dark melodies.
Random lines race in front of my eyes,
Blocking the thoughts I want.
My brain like a broken record,
Replaying the same lines.
The dark melodies putting me to sleep into a world of dark bliss.
Confronting my fears and listening with all ears
I know that I am not alone
Running from whatever is chasing me,
Never looking back afraid to trip.
I just want to get away from this craziness, to leave me be
Looking at the people I wish existed in the world in my dreams
Finally finding some peace
I begin to wake and groan
“Please just let me sleep”

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