Sleepless nights
Thoughts of you
Drowned by paper and pen
For a moment I look up
Searching for a perch or a branch
Something to grasp
Preferably alive
Then my head nods
I close my eyes and theres nothing
Slowly the ground begins to open
And for a second I float
With pen and paper in hand
The second before a breath the one that goes so fast
The second thats always forgotten
And then i fall
I hit everything on the way down
The screams taken from me
Breath taken from me
I never land
But after a while i look up
Searching for a perch or a branch
Something to grasp
Preferably alive
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