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My original character
Sleep paralysis.
waking up afraid
thoughts racing and pacing
my heart, too fast, beating.
limbs all frozen
and moving not possible,
still not awoken
but my eyes are open.
the first thought - death
and death, and death again
until i tell myself i am alive
and i breathe, i can’t move my mouth but i breathe -
and i reset.
Leaving Long Beach behind
Under dark clouds
Frozen hearts on tracks
And our moves so loud
I’m still missing the sun
And your sweet sound
The road ahead was long
But now it’s gone down
The bottles rattled on
And fell to the ground
I looked up to your eyes
They reminded me of hounds
The words were daggers
And we’re gone now
But I’m thinking of you
When we go South
This is torturous
This is torturous
I’m looking for something
To hold onto
But it’s all gone
And now you’re gone
And I have nothing
But this little penny that I hold
You wanted California,
Your free spirit had wounds
Your poems cried out loud
But he wouldn’t take clues
The news came in
And we both felt worthless
Knowing you’d be gone
Anything would hurt less
This is torturous
This is torturous
His words cut deeper
Than a sword could
I hate his guts
I hate his guts
And my rain falls onto this
Penny I hold
This is torturous
This is torturous
His words cut deeper
Than a sword could
I hate his guts
I hate his guts
And I have nothing
But this little penny that I hold
→ A song for my book character, written by me.
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