I'm a loser held hostage to
Yet another damn morning,
And I breathe bitterly.
You know I lounge awake
As morning hours melt
Away from me.
I think of you
I imagine her
And I wonder what I could accomplish
If this bloody metronome
Would stop pounding in my ears.
These sleepless weeks
Make me wish every thrumming
Longing and
Hopeless dreaming
Would just
Stop.
Give me silence.
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