She was vulnerable and no one knew,
She was afraid not of the reality;
But of dreams aka nightmares,
Afraid coz they seem almost real.
She could not sleep at night ,
Not because she was not sleepy;
But because she was afraid,
Afraid the dreams would repeat.
She hated herself for being vulnerable,
For experiencing the unwanted;
But life has it's way of inducing fears,
And her fears were her dreams.

-Sp