Lonely

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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