I am alone these nights,
nothing can reach me
I bury my head in comfort of sand
quietly devastated;
for what or why or whom-
no reason
only makes me feel better;
takes away the sting.
searched your face in the illumination
lit a match in shadows too black to not be real
there you were,
in heated conversation with inner demons
waited for meaning in the symbolism;
but a sign never came.
it's 3:02 a.m. the house is settled, but
sleep and understanding lay crumpled,
discarded to the foot of the bed
and your song loops around my head again
it cannot answer the unanswerable either,
no matter how nicely I ask.
I wait for you until morning,
it will come and sleep will leave your eyes,
by then, I'll have made sense of this fucked-up place I'm in,
by then,
the reasons will matter only slightly.
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i loved the tone of this and the sting!!!!! the harsh truth Nicely done


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I have these moments, as I think we all do, only your words come out better.


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its normally about 2am for me that I am wide awake and doing the 'soul searching'


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3 a.m. is usually the time those perilous thoughts begin to reel around in a writer's brain, for whatever odd reason - or for no reason at all. It made perfect sense to me.



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Actually it does make sense...
things may not look perfect in daylight, but they seem less daunting and dark.
sighs.


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why
why do you beat yourself up my sweetheart?/ you're constantly putting down your work..i am at a lost for why..it's always great, it's always deep and powerful..it's kany many times STELLAR.. stop it already, ok?

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Makes sense to me hun, I have those demons in dark nights sometimes, i just chose to fight them the only way I know how, by living...it''s not easy but sometimes it's the only way to do it, curling up just makes the voices of indecision louder and sleep even harder...loves you and you know I am here when ever you need me
C


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lol, its not personal or anything

love ya. gonna try and fight for my place in the bed again. Moo is small but needs lots of room.
love to Juls.
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