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Nighttime 2

So I sit here writing, alone on this peak, while I should be sleeping, because I can’t quite face my dreams yet.I can’t yet surrender to my unconscious, knowing what I may face there. Skeletons, horrors, memories that may never fully fade.The more I sit up here and let it all flow out onto this page, the more I can cement myself to this life, this new reality I’ve been creating for myself.The song continues on repeat as I light another.The glow from the moon appears for just a flash of tinted gold.I can’t help how this song consumes me.
I can’t help how much I want someone to sit here in the dark with me and just be.To just breath and be together.I miss that so much.I wonder if I will ever find someone who can just be, with me. Someone who can find this poetic side of me, who can match it.This is the last time the song will play tonight, I promise myself, because I cant sit here anymore and think. I need to make myself surrender to that sleep, and maybe find something pleasant there.

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