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A Crust Of Pain
woke up this morning
with a crust of pain in my eye
upon my face
the tears stained and dried
opened my eyes,
let reality in,
start the flow of pain once again
of the thousand things
I saw in my dreams
like barbs
and thorns
they stick with me
visions of things
that haunt me today
slice at my soul
and won't go away
allowing my eyes
to adjust to the day
knowing my heart
can't adjust to the pain
pounding my brain to divert
what I think
hoping that this does not destroy me
looking ahead
until I go back to sleep
hoping I can get some relief
diverting this,
it will not go away
i just don't want
to deal with it today
with a crust of pain in my eye
upon my face
the tears stained and dried
opened my eyes,
let reality in,
start the flow of pain once again
of the thousand things
I saw in my dreams
like barbs
and thorns
they stick with me
visions of things
that haunt me today
slice at my soul
and won't go away
allowing my eyes
to adjust to the day
knowing my heart
can't adjust to the pain
pounding my brain to divert
what I think
hoping that this does not destroy me
looking ahead
until I go back to sleep
hoping I can get some relief
diverting this,
it will not go away
i just don't want
to deal with it today
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