un-ready

I am anxious
My sights are set on tomorrow and the darkness is terrifying
It fills me with the desire to keep these tired eyes open
Propped up with needles, pins or fingers
A battle against sleep, time and next
Maybe in the victory I desire, I will remain in today
Maybe I the victory I desire, I will be prepared
Maybe in the victory I desire, I will find the peace for tomorrow
Maybe

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