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My Escape

The other night I laid in my bed,
I couldn't breathe,
The room caved in like a pyramid,
The walls, slowly entraping me in a prison.
Everywhere I turned, was you.
My prison of you.
My hell.
I closed my eyes and all I saw was you.
There was no escaping you.
In my prison of you.
My hell.
The tears rolled down my face,
and I heard you.
Mocking me in this prison.
My ribcage heaved, yet no oxygen was entering my lungs.
slowly suffocating,
in this prison of your memories,
in my hell of you.
So with every ounce of strength, I finally got up.
and pushed the damp uneasiness of this prison created by you. 
I walked out the door.
from you.
Didnt look back.
At you.
And once I exited this room,
I sighed.
I could breathe.
I was finally free.
and I was finally able to walk out of my prison of memories,
Escape my hell of you.
Written by aprilpeach414
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