Fear, Interrupted

The voices talk,
The replaceds walk,
The cops stalk.

Running away,

Nerves fray,
Thoughts stray.

Praying for relief,

No god and no belief,
Respite be brief.

Fear is to not be beckoned,

Everything has darkened,
I feel burdened.

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