At 5:59 AM, she's awake
staring at the ceiling
for 8 hours straight
wondering;
how sleep failed her
to temporarily take her away
from the all the demons
that's surrounding her;
how fast-paced life is
from four to three
maybe it's supposed to be;
how black and sadness
are the triggers
to sad poetry;
how indecisive a man is
to let go of what's essential
and keep what's not worthwhile
That one minute left
before six o'clock;
She decided to give up
because in order to win big battles,
you must have to lose small ones
- koralike
(Feb. 19, 2016, 6 AM)
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