Thursday, September 4, 2014

it happens...

it happens once
twice, if i am honest
each morning i wake
it is waking up if i never sleep?
and i know
can i ever know, will i?
it will not stop
please, make it stop
until i
this lonely me in this bed alone
reach my foot back
where you should be,
god damn it where you should be
and find 
i'll never stop searching
stop your feet
cold, always so cold
waiting

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