She sits in a corner
huddled from the pain
trying to stay awake
to never sleep again

She cringes from the terror
the dreams come back to her
She screams out silently
and tries not to go back there

The memories come,
and the memories go
When she'll be healed,
she does not know

She wakes with a scream
in the middle of the night
heart pounding
eyes darting in fright

The memories of pain
the memories of birth
and she will dream again
at least for all she's worth

Curled into a ball
she sits in terror
huddled against the wall
the memories come back to her

She closes her eyes
a tear drips down her cheek
she wishes for a friend
who can comfort her and help her sleep

Written by Becca Carty

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