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She dresses in black everyday,

she keeps her hair simple and plain,

she never wears make-up but no one

would care if she did anyway.

She doesn't recall yesterday,

faces seem twisted and strange,

but she always wakes up only to

find she'd been miles away.

Absence of awareness,

losing time.

A lapse of perception,

losing time.

Wanting to escape,

she had created a way to survive.

She learned to detach from herself,

a behavior that kept her alive.

Hope in the face of our

human distress helps us to

understand the turbulence deep

inside that takes hold of our lives.

Shame and disgrace over mental unrest

keeps us from saving those we love,

the grace within our hearts and the

sorrow in our souls.

Deception of fame,

vengeance of war,

lives torn apart!

Losing oneself, spiraling down,

feeling the walls closing in.

A journey to find the answers

inside our illusive mind.