Asleep? I can't seem to find sleep's grasp.
Slowly. Slowly I catch sleep's scent...
It calls. Beckons.
But I feel a wire:
It cries to be heard.
Tells me I must stay awake,
But for what?
Perhaps I am in need of wire cutters?
I would gladly surrender to sleep's call,
If only it was so simple.
Because pain demands to be felt..
Whether by dream,
Or by consciousness.
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