Nightmares of reality

the nightmares started at just 8 years old

No difference in reality made my world so cold

Reliving it constantly in my head

Thought I was safe in my own bed

Things only got worse as time went on

All I wanted to keep me safe was my mom

But Time told me that I was wrong

It started so young I was so scared

Now I’m still living with those nightmares

20 years later it’s just not fair

Maybe it would be different if you had cared

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