not awake but unasleep
i wait and
wait and i ache
and ache and
wait for this darkness
to turn to dust
and for this dust to
turn to rust
on my eyes and
paint the sky red
as it's tears bleed
into me and myself
i want to believe
that there is something more to life
than suffering
but even at my best times
i have always been
suffocating
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