Floating on nothingness
Suspended between wakefulness
And sleep
Shackles that bound me
To a tortuous humdrum
Are broken,
Lying at my feet
The aftertaste
Of betrayal still lingers
The blade runs deep
Straight through the heart
An invisible wound
Festers into a fever
Pushed into the darkest depths
Of my Soul
The light in me lost
The pain singes through the fabric of happiness
Treading an oft beaten route
But without the spring in my step
In a trance of forgetfulness
Awake in essence
But still asleep
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