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Hours Go By

Sleeplessness is a timeless curse. A nightmare I can't wake up from... because I already am, and always have been...

By JMPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Hours Go By
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late at night

and early in the morning

hours go by

i lie awake

entangled in time

tossing, turning, without way of escape

with nothing other than darkness in my sight

on both inside and out, my world is storming

but no one can hear my cry

horrified by fate

hoping somewhere i followed the wrong sign

hoping something will change, for my sake

days go on without any light

evenings continue in mourning

hours go by

maybe it's too late

maybe this is all by design

and not something i can reshape

because hours go by

and no one can hear my cry

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JM

Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.

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