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Tomorrow

Rivers of thought
Flood my mind tonight
Any hope of sleep
Drowns in the current
Of my mind-racing
Thought-provoking
Wonderland
Subtly lying in it..
Hell.
 
It will come
With tomorrow.
Facing those
I dread to face.
For they hurt
Yet I have no words
To support and help.
 
I don’t want it to come.
Staying awake
Making the time seem
A little longer.
Keep me here forever.
No. It won’t happen.
Now, I stay here by myself
In my chilling little
Wonderland

(2015)

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