In the Darkest of Hours

March 4, 2009
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Trapped within the boundaries
Of my subconscious,
I struggle to face the sunrise.

Maybe one day,
When I wake,
I will no longer be tormented
By painful reminders
Behind my eyes.

Swiftly,
A thought can be gone
From my mind,
But between the sheets,
In the darkest of hours'
I am the unwilling audience
To my banished dreams,
And cannot ever seem to tear myself away
From that vivid face'





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Ariana T. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 4, 2009 at 10:30 pm
Thank you! Ah, very cool! Nice to see more Arianas out there :)
 
Frenchfrylicious said...
May 3, 2009 at 3:57 am
Sah-weet Writing!
My name is Ariana as well.
 
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