Night

Big boulders

towering shadows from 

big boulders.

Last night

I begged you to let me die.

I thought those nights were in my yesterday.

I thought my eyes would get a break from all this swelling.

Sometimes, I just want to go home.

Where is home?

Where the warm light shines through the window

when you’re outside looking in and imagine laughter

coming from within.

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