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Every night and every day, when I sleep and when I wake,
I see the memories that make me shake, bringing me close to the moment,
Where I will break.

I try to forget, I try to ignore all the memories that are trapped inside
I try to let the monsters go, I try to release them from my dark soul.
Why won't they go, and leave me? I don't want them, I don't need them, to stay.

They've been here for way to long,  and I'm tired of them hanging around.
I feel like I'm stuck lying on the ground, and I can't even get up for a breath or air.
Is anybody there, can you hear my silent screams, I need a hand to pull me up.

Or I fear I may be left down here, and nobody will be able to save me.
Every night, and every day, when I sleep and when I wake, I see the past
Come back to haunt me, like a spirt that has yet to find peace on this earth.

I need to look deep inside, and show myself that I am safe, and the past is long gone,
It can not hurt me anymore, it can not make more bruises, or scars appear on my skin.
And even though the emotional scars still linger, I know one day it will be easier to deal.

So every night and everyday, when I sleep and when I wake,
I will remember that I am now safe, and nothing can hurt me.
Even though the memories are strong,  the past is long gone.