Untitled # 117

When I finally fall to the mattress
I am empty

There is no company
In the turbulent night
And the tears form too quickly

Sleep pounds me
Driving me further
Into the darkness

When the sun rises
My head is screaming at me
Trying to convince me
To come up with some relief

I am cracking open
Spilling onto the pillow
Staining the mattress
Through the sheet

I am becoming one
With the infinite
For a brief time

I don’t know which
Direction the world
Is spinning
It feels like it is
Going backwards
But I am laying still

— GB


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