I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink.

"So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness."

- F. Scott Fitzgerald.

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When the world is at a standstill,

the eyes stop blinking,

the heart stop beating,

the mind starts its work.

Keep me safe.

She whispered.

Don't let me be gone.

She pleaded.

Stay, don't go.

She cried.

Stay alive for me.

She chanted.

All those words said,

to no one.

For her side of the bed

was empty.

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Am I the only one I know,

who has voices in my head

I sit down with quietly in the night

and have conversations with.

Am I the only one I know,

who has voices in my head

I talk to and try to befriend

and realise I'm only trying to run away.

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These voices don't run away with me.

They stay put, grounded,

trying to keep me afloat,

or is it the other way around.

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M.

But now I'm insecure and I care what people think.