Early Morning
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The night is a sharp pain
A floor, covered in edges and knives
strewn carelessly
Air thick with unreachable screams
cried in paralyzed mind
Fragmented against an
unforgiving wall
Freedom is a stranger
with arms as rope
tied around night terror
soothes
broken things in
fragmented thoughts
come together
Warmth wrapped around
gathered parts put back
to whole
awakenes forgotten
arousal
***
June 2, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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