I'm so tired
I can't sleep
I can't read
I can't think.
No breathing
Too deep
Or I might drift away
Shallow breaths
Blank thoughts
Are the fish
That I've caught
The rest have slipped away.
My stomach quakes
I can't eat
My eyes pace
I've no feet
A white wall
Is my mind
The rest is locked away.
I can't see
I can't hear
I can't grasp
What's happened near
Or even to me
I must have gone away.
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