Tossing, turning, not falling asleep-
I’m dead to the world and dead on my feet.
Yawning, stretching, rubbing my eyes,
I drift off to sleep as I close my eyes.
The stars embrace me
I lie on the moon
Knowing the moment I wake
Is a moment too soon.
So I wake to face another day,
Very much alive, but never ok.
I’m surrounded by friends that don’t seem to see
The emptiness filling me
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