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Doubt By Rachael.S. Doubt, distrust, delusion; Dark creatures that seem to scream and howl. Insidious shadows that slink and slither. Questions we could never solve, as answers in darkness evolved. I fear rejection, I crave attention, I need affection. Dream, dream, dream of perfection. My mind's a mess. Doubt. Moving in space but not in time. Choices made but nothing's right. Plagued by rioted memories. You fear rejection, you crave attention, you need affection. Dream, dream, dream of perfection. Your mind's a mess. Distrust. Have only seen what I want to see Have only heard what I want to hear Have only seen what you want to see Have

Life Is It Worth It? By Rachael .S. TO live or to die this is the choice that before me is placed Is it better to play the cards that fate has dealt, too put up with the hardships faced.   Or do I commit the sin of killing myself, is this choice best? In order to have the sweetness of sleep, to just rest. The easy way out, which one is it? Sleep will be blissful, a sweet release A place of dreamless rest, no decision’s, endless peace A place so desired in a time of trouble An uneasy restless mind longs for the healing in a coma like a bubble   Is insanity perhaps the choice? The utter oblivion perhaps held in the madnes