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Last night
I felt warmth
Dreaming of tight hugs and
Kind words rolled into my ears
I regret to inform you
That
In spite of his best efforts
His sincerest tries
He---
I went back to the dark place
Where kind words are plentiful
But razor-sharp and cold
Like fresh gravel on bare feet
Where there is no strength
Save for the solidarity
Of those that take the time
To bury me deeper
I’ve been kicked so many times
I begin to see myself as
A tough piece of rubber
Curled up and oblivious
With my hands over my ears
And my eyes shut
I can’t see
Not because I’m unable to
But because I’m sickened
Every single time I hear
My own voice
And I only want to sleep
Please understand
I just want to sleep