Not another of these
godawful dreams
where
everything seems real
and I wake
in a worried sweat,
naked and wet.
Why do I even bother
when, upon reflection
the things that worry
me the most
are things
which are
impossible at best.
My mind is mangled
in nightmare,
but even more twisted
is the reality of my realisation
that it is not sleep
but me
who is the causer of this darkness.
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