Saturday, August 7, 2010


Late at night. 
Everything seems kind of blurry,
like a window covered in muddy rain.

The medication won't kick in for a couple more hours.
He doubts it will make a difference anyway.
The pain lingers in every pore of his body.

He goes to bed every night at 7 o'clock,
because that is the only constant that remains in his life.
He goes to sleep at night just to wake up and do the same thing all over again.
They all say he's so calm, and so at peace with himself.  Ha!  If they only knew.
He routinely gets up just because he knows he will go to bed again at precisely 7 P.M.

His life is like a sad song, that doesn't have an ending.
It just plays on repeat forever and ever...

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