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Ben jolted awake screaming. He looked around. The room was still dark.
He sighed, "Fucking nightmares." He heard someone walk down the basement stairs and approach his door, but the door stayed shut.
"...Nny?" He called out after the noise, but no response.
He figured it was just another one of his brother's stupid pranks and he fell back onto the bed, sighed and shut his eyes, trying to rest his mind of the horrible visions that he had just wittnessed.
Ben woke to the sound of something knocked off of a shelf. He sat up and looked in the direction of the noise, but saw nothing, then again, the room was pitch black with the exeption of the little bit of light coming from the window.
"Who's there?" He called out, but nothing responded back to him.
He guessed maybe something just fell off of the shelf, and he lie back down on his bed and tries to get some sleep.
His eyes open, he feels like someone is
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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