Monica Schwafaty

It haunts me
penetrating my soul
leaving me in anguish
making me feel hollow
Always there…
The first thing in my mind when I wake up
The last thing in my mind before I fall asleep
The one thing that wakes me up in the middle of the night
wanting to scream, to run away
I cannot escape it
It’s around me, it’s within me
It consumes me
It is me


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