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Put me to sleep


Sing me a song and put me to sleep? Bury my fears deep into the ground and pull me from this darkness. These hurt like glass buried deep into my flesh, these little memories. They keep coming back haunting me every night. Memories no less than demons, laughing at my misery while I struggle to breathe in my sleep. It amuses them, my sufferings. It gives them pleasure and why should it not? Maybe I've caused too much pain to others and it is all coming back to me. It's hunting me down.

Sing me a song and put me to sleep? Save me from ruining the tiniest bit of sanity I have left, somewhere inside me. Push these memories far away and hide me somewhere safe where they can't find me. Where they can't bring out the worst in me. I've been looking too much into the fears of others that I had forgotten I had mine too. I did not realize until they found me, all at once. I'd hide under my indifference but I am afraid it left me too. 

The door creaked in it's lowest voice to tell her she had a visitor. Like every night her mother came in to kiss her goodnight and like every night in her recent and distant memories she pretended she was sleeping. She had her face buried inside the pillow to not let her mother hear her crying. Her mother sat beside her and put the blanket over her. She bend down and kissed her forehead. "It'll be fine, sweetheart. Try sleeping on it.", she whispered in her ear and left.

Moments later she felt as if the world went dead. Everything felt so disturbingly quiet. The silence tore her apart. The thought of having a storm inside of her that broke her down and such tranquility right outside her could not make peace with her conscience. She raised her head slightly and stared into the stillness. 

Please sing me a song and put me to sleep? Please sing me a song and take me away?





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