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I wake each day
and try to go back to sleep
so tired but I can’t lay here anymore
get up something to drink
something to smoke
and something to clear my head
every morning it’s the same
just a few hours of sleep
to face the day
and the sunlight tells me
everything will be okay
is it lying
no it’s okay it’s okay
standing in a cold bathroom
just showered wet hair
and goose bumps cover my skin
will I ever be warm again
will I ever feel your embrace
no I don’t think so
so I smile and I cry
I try to fight
but the darkness
always seems to win
when will it be over
when will I die
will I ever be free of this life
I sleep at night
I wake with a fright
each and every day
how is it I’m still alive
but here I am
here I breathe
here I laugh
here I stand
wish I was dead
but you're still gone
you’ll never come back
how I want to follow you
to your grave
but I cannot
I continue to live on
.
..
...
Here I am, Death...
come and get me......
.......................I'm ready...
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~ Brandan Michael.
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