Unrest

I’m worthy of sleep. I just wish I knew how to find it when I need it the most. So I’m awake and I have this feeling inside me that I can’t fight anymore. Its a feeling of disintegration. When everything is coming undone. I am swimming close to the surface but I’m not breaking through it.

Some relationships don’t last. Most of the time the loss involves people your heart could not afford to lose, but you did anyway. And try as you might, the answer on how to fix things remains hiding in the shadows, just out of your reach.

 

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