The Awakening
When you wake, but it isn’t you anymore…
I woke up screaming.
But my mouth didn't move.
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I tried to sit up—
But something else already had.
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It stretched my arms.
Cracked my neck.
Slid my skin back into place.
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Then it turned to me.
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I saw it wearing my face.
I saw it blink with my stolen eyes.
I saw it smile.
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"Go back to sleep." it whispered.
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Then it walked away—
Into my life.
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And left me behind.
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Trapped.
Screaming.
Silent.
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cool work of art
Wow I like this one very much ✍️👍🍀🍀🍀
So vivid! Love it