Last night I dreamt I went to Manderly again

Yeah, that classic line.
How it comes back, like a suicidal friend
Who needs you to stay up with her
One more time.
And so I walked through those doors
That I had shut behind me
Paced again those floors
That I had measured inside me
Saw the walls, almost bare
That rise on either side me
Breathed the empty spaces where
Shapes of things betide me.
Who is this dreamer now
Who walks beside me?
Was it last night I dreamt when
I shut myself in again?
What shall I do with this friend
Who might not wake if I let her sleep?
In her dream she can show me how
To be in Manderly again.

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