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Stillness 3

by Cid Lough 3 months ago in heartbreak

grief on a Friday

Stillness 3
Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

every day is a bad dream, and Fridays are the kind of nightmare you wake up shaking from


afraid to go back to sleep


it’s like Fridays are in my muscle memory now


mornings are worst. trying to ignore the clock but knowing exactly what time it is anyway. reliving that morning is in my blood.


so I try to surrender to the tide of the day. I know ignoring it won’t work (I’ve tried before.)

taking the blows as they come. knowing tomorrow it’ll be back to just a bad dream again.

Cid Lough
Cid Lough
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