Imagine This
Imagine this.
Up and down,
Through the night.
Your thoughts insane,
To give great plight.
Imagine this.
Tears cannot stop,
But hands can scribble,
On this paper,
Little by little.
Imagine this.
Behind a mask,
You will hide.
This call for help,
Does not abide.
Imagine this.
Going insane,
No where to go.
Hands tremble,
No one to know.
Imagine this.
Being alone,
Though many around.
You cannot go to them.
They'll leave without a sound.
Imagine this.
Hands grasp the bottle.
A sigh escapes.
You close your eyes,
Darkness breaks.
Imagine this.
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