13 September 2012

this is what my nightmares are made of



every time it’s time for you
to go away

I am reminded of the line
between sanity

and drag-away-forcibly
madness

hanging-by-a-thread
freedom

and being locked away
unwillingly

this heartsickness never
goes away

I keep seeing you broken
behind those bars

this is what my nightmares
are made of

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