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sleep evades me though i chase it endlessly 

i wonder of repeating patterns 

things i handle carelessly 

who i was and who i am 

do not always feel so far apart 

it sort of feels like it’s all a scam

all this work and not much to show 

but i think ive been moving far too slow 

i cant keep up im out of breath 

almost like an ego death

all this love that i’ve been handed

leaves me shaking has me branded

“i miss you most”

has made me a ghost 

i haunt the halls of a place that is no longer mine 

in hopes that maybe i just might find

a way to return 

to cup the sunlight in my hands 

but instead i feel it burn 

the strings of fate, i feel their strands

and i feel for certain i can not go back

then i feel the facade start to crack 

inhaling too slow exhaling too fast 

the past pushes me out putting a stop to my trespass

shuddering shaking and feeling blind 

i feel myself getting left behind