I fell asleep but my dreams chased me away

The nausea of what I’d done still in my head as if to say

That it was not a nightmare but a premonition

A promise of my continued condition

That there is no peace to be had in the future

That I should just tear at this suture

To let all the chaos flow from me like a river

And into the void my soul I should deliver

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