My eyes want to rest,
Because my mind will not.
Riding this rollercoaster,
Through a life that grace forgot.
Those moments, mere moments, of hope,
Are now blown in to the breeze.
My heart now curls at so much,
That it once took with ease.
There was so much more to cushion,
The blows that inevitably fall,
Now there is no padding,
I feel them one and all.
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