19 april 2012
1:50 am
Time ticks away
though the ridged hands
seem to fight the urge
minutes slowly disappear.
Amongst the dark
silently counting life
my body lays still
breathing in rhythm.
Mind drifting in-between
reality and dreams
blurring all the lines
deprived of sleep.
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