Sunday, September 15, 2013

Not a dream.

The emptiness expands inside my body and meets me in the morning.
Feeling rested, but somehow, not remotely renewed or refreshed.
Closing my eyes, i wish this blanket were a layer of fresh dirt and my bed a hole.
I face a day, full and inviting, with so much potential. But all I can think is:
It's not a dream.

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