By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2014 Dec 22
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Personal hell

Sitting on a bench.
Sunshine on my skin.
Warm rays of sunshine caress me.
I am wrapped up in love.
I feel safe.
I’m in a happy place.
The last wave touches my feet.
I open my eyes and retreat back to my shell.
Tomorrow the same process I'll repeat.