By emily2u | From the Heart | 19 Aug 2021
Haunted by images of my death
Is this premonition?
Coming to me in flashes,
I’m seeking a solution.
Sleep interrupted by nightmares,
When will the final hour arrive?
I’m only twenty-six,
Are there ways to stay alive?
Am all tensed up ….
Save me from self-destructing.
How long can I go on
Without my spirit breaking?
Can function no longer,
Emotionally crippled.
Frightened of the inevitable,
From my being, life trickled.
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