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Oct 2015
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it's hard to wake up...
When it's light, but you can feel the dark.
you dont want to get up
you can barely inhale
every chord of your soul
begs for mercy and bail.

you cant look straight ahead
you look back and regret
you cant rejoice or smile
slumber, constant denial.

you can sleep when you're dead
they said.
you can do this and that
but what
i spent years asking
please send help.
i guess i have to wait till im dead.
they said.
Ryan Nyberg
Written by
Ryan Nyberg
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