I lay awake, staring into nothing.
Thoughts swirl, like tornados.
My mind is infected.
My heart is sick.
There is a poison within me.
I feel it in my bones, in my flesh.
It seems to grow with every sleepless, second that passes.
I close my eyes, but all I see are the regrets that I can't shake off.
All I see is what could be,
Yet I'm left with what is.
What is, feels like nothing.
My heart is sick.
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