Quite often I wonder
who I am
and who I am to become.
The thought of my future
is a terrifying one.
It is too easy to sit here
and ponder our existence.
But to commit and grow...
that is something new entirely.
I like the emptiness of my days
I enjoy the quiet when I rest my head
on my pillow
before
my eyes
slowly
slide
shut.
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