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Oct 07, 2012 20:00

It's okay,
in the day,
I'm staying busy.
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder, "Where is he?"
Got so sick of crying, so just lately, when I catch myself,
I do a 180.
I stay up, clean the house.
At least I'm not drinking.
Running around just so I don't have to think about thinking.
That silent sense of content that everyone gets,
just disappears soon as the sun sets.

He's fierce in my dream,
seizes my guts.
He floods me with dread.
Soaked to his soul,
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him,
moon spilling in, 
and I wake up alone.

As far as my heart, I'd rather be restless,
Second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless.
This ache in my chest, cause my day is done now,
The dark covers me and I cannot run now.
My blood running cold, I stand before him.
It's all I can do to assure him.
When he comes to me, I drip for him tonight,
Drowning in me, we bathe under blue light.

And I wake up alone.

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