when it all explodes
and splatters it's suffocation on the walls quickly closing
when you force yourself to fall fast and hard
just so you have nowhere else to go but upward
when you must finally close your eyes to the tiny words
scattered so excruciatingly neatly on the page
then comes the hand that brushes your cheek
the breath that whispers hope or some like sweetness
the almost forgotten voice of one that never lets you forget
...what it is you really want
and it is then you know
there is indeed "rescue from nightmares "
and you will be saved
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