Crushed

Night falls, can’t sleep

No hustling and bustling

To keep me busy

To keep my mind from wandering,

Wondering, Why?

💔

I know the answer –

Freedom. Space. Independence.

But it doesn’t make it easy.

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I lay awake thinking

Thinking who’ll be

Laying beside you

In years to come,

Who’ll be kissing you,

Who’ll be touching you,

Loving you.

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Night falls, tears come

Sobs choked in my throat

Drops falling from my eyes

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Don’t think about it,

I say to myself.

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During the day,

It’s busy –

All the people

All of the animals

Looking for housing

Closing joint accounts

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Keep the mind working

Running 100 miles per hour

But at night?

It stops.

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I can only think

Think of what might have been

If only thing were different

If only things were better

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A shot of tequila

Burning down my throat

Is my only hope

To quiet the tears

To quiet the thoughts

To quiet myself,

So I can sleep

💔

I love you so much

Words so strong and powerful

Words with so much feeling

Pain. Pain when dreams are

Crushed.

💔

Written by Beth Malbon

April 23, 1996

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