Wake up. Step through the door.
Back to that time.
Energy draining. Anxiety building.
The door locks. Numb.
Swallowed up in complete darkness. Where is my light?
Find the light before it gets too much…
Night terrors wake me.
Screaming!
Rock me to sleep.
My Light. My Freedom. My Safety.
My Mum.
Prepare to repeat.
Until the next time,
Foxy🦊
Keep going!
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