who am i?
red lines across my palm
tired, tired, so tired.
drag me down.
clutching hands,
down to that sweet embrace
fade, forget.
awake again. trying to stay
can't.
i fall again and don't come back.
a dream.
dragged up again, shaken
what was i supposed to do?
my eyes have drifted shut
when?
can't seem to open them
struggle against that entrapping web
weaving tighter, tighter,
comfortable suffocation.
nonsensical me & you, you & i
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