Sleepless night, sleepless day,

Pass everything by – I’m in a haze,

my mind is a fog –

memories displaced,

my thoughts are a puzzle

with scattered pieces.


I lay awake at night

and watch stains on my ceiling,

I dream awake at daylight,

the stars and the moon –

I’m merely an image now

of what I used to be.

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