Wake Up Heavy~ by Anabel

Folding into madness
With
The searchlight televison,
I wake up heavy...
In the darkness,
Fumbling for a match.
So tired
Of breathing
From empty bottles;
Saying a prayer for every suffocated child.
There is no way
To tell
The love of another.
Drunk on solitude,
Escaped in fairy tales-
I've sewn long sheets
Of words
To cover my nakedness
While-
With sun and
Blue, blue wind in your eye-
You've broken your legs
On purpose
So you can
Grow up begging.

I wake up heavy.

I beg too...
That my prayer is too loud
For your god to ignore.

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