Pace

Silent, I’m asleep
Pulse is feeling weak
Counting back the seconds
Inside my every scream

Aware, rage alive
Pain nowhere to hide
A crooked smile spreads
With a swallow deep inside

Living, past repair
Lost inside a stare
As focus fades to black
As if never there

Air brushing my face
As I wait and pace
I face of with the day
And mark here as my place

Eyes focus on the distance
I will never break

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