Fade to black

Fade to black

When the lights fade to black
and I am left only with the
shadow of myself
and a sense of disenchantment.

One day ends and another begins
as though I am a wheel that
will not stop spinning.
Not sure if my unhappiness is
self told but only knowing it's as
real as the stale taste I wake with
in my mouth.

Bits of dreams filter into my morning
and I look longingly towards
my bed covers,
wishing to nestle beneath them
and hide for the day.


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