Paralysis

Find me in the dead of night,

Curled up in my bed but Wading

Through the murky dregs of Sleep,

Gathered in a pool so deep.


Consciousness is breached.

The thing intangible that holds me,

And in waking hours consoles me,

Just out of my reach.

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Published on September 07, 2018 04:30
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