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Just resting my eyes

Night after night sleep evades me

Worry and doubt racing to flood every corner of available space…banishing any chance for the peace my mind so desperately needs

It is a summer night in the south, yet I feel cold

My body curls in on itself, struggling to keep the shattered remnants from falling apart once more

My eyes sting from tears I’m too stubborn to let fall

My voice abandons me as my cries only ring out in my own head

In this moment the progress I have fought to make seems nothing but a whisper being drowned out by screams of monsters that lurk beneath the surface

I am so very tired

🌷(1)

2019

◄ Matryoshka

I Need You ►

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Martin Elder

Mon 17th Jun 2019 09:58

I like this because it is not all sugary but portrays a genuine hurt.
Nice one

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