with hands on my temples
grips my attention
blurs my focus
grasping for the heart within
I hammock in the stillness
sleeping to pass the time
cradled in darkness
dreams are pain
and waking is painful
memories are real
life is surreal
so why am I
Alone in the darkness
I don't mind the headache
the migraine is heavy
sunlight hurts
I cling to the words
that a man once wrote
alone in a cave
cradled in darkness
I'll sing them again
and keep on at this
"my light, my rock
you are my fortress"
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