My mind is at war.
My heart wants peace.
One moment I am falling,
Then floating the next,
And falling again.
On repeat.
The demons creep around.
Seeping into my bones.
They have become my bestfriends
When I am alone.
Serenity is a dream far away from here.
Reality is a prison.
Constantly trying to escape,
But never fully reaching the exit gates.
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
jacquelinelente.com 
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