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I've been having disturbing dreams lately. So we go to my default thing when I'm not quite sure what to do or what to figure out or, well, whatever.
And yeah, I often think in poetry or narrative. Sometimes in haiku.
Doesn't make me any weirder than you, does it?
You wake me in the middle of the night
Heart pounding
Terrified.
And I stare at the ceiling for hours
Unable to sleep
Before finally getting up
And it's gotten to the point
Where you have me crying
A weakness;
I don't like being weak
What are you trying to tell me?
What do you need me to see?
This cannot go on.
Not like this.
And yeah, I often think in poetry or narrative. Sometimes in haiku.
Doesn't make me any weirder than you, does it?
You wake me in the middle of the night
Heart pounding
Terrified.
And I stare at the ceiling for hours
Unable to sleep
Before finally getting up
And it's gotten to the point
Where you have me crying
A weakness;
I don't like being weak
What are you trying to tell me?
What do you need me to see?
This cannot go on.
Not like this.