a place of exhaustion

Praying for release.
Praying for sleep.

Life moves in slow motion.

The greyness of your living turns one day into the next,
No difference between set and rise.

Unsettled dreams toss across the sheets,
Your body unable to revisit the height it once knew.

Eyes always open, always heavy.
Mind always running, always weary.

Praying for release.
Praying for sleep.

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