The day will put down roots on my shoulders tonight
These past vacant hours disappeared
Into dense, heavy clouds above me
Exhaustion sets in, and my muscles are taught
Like the strings of an old, dusty Stradivarius
Playing a lullaby to aid my slumber
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I am sore and weary through lack of rest and repose
Seconds blended into minutes, into days, into weeks
Time evaporating my ongoing sense of self
Another day I have to pull myself up by my bootlaces
And face the world and the human race and smile
When under my skin, tears of pain and sorrow overwhelm me
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Why another day when I have had so many already
packed tightly together, melting into months and seasons
I long for the navy sky, littered with bright stars
The darkness was once my friend; now sleep evades me
I need sweet dreams. I have only nightmares
But I have made it through this day against all odds
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So, how do I get through yet another day
When sometimes, I hardly know myself at all
Yet sometimes, I know myself too much, and it hurts
And my ideas and thoughts sit heavy on my mind
It has been this way for far too long
I will search out escape routes to get some relief.
Essentially Ellie 