tired
but the brain won’t quit
exhausted
head still thrumming
at full speed
visions of you
like sugar plum fairies
dancing
whispering
screaming
even
in near passing out
conditions
you
keep me awake
if i could hear you
say those
magic words
all would be right
instead
i will hear them
in my head
as
i try and sleep
i just wish you
were
really real
not an illusion
delusion
mental contusion
in my
sleep deprived
mind state
when we have come to the end of ourselves…
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