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Make Your Bed
Pupils are reflective
I'm looking to the sky
The iris shows the color
The rain is in my eyes
A storm that's in my head
But no one gets to see
My life preserver broke again
The waters drowning me
The pain is real
It's deep inside
Voices don't leave me be
And even though I see the light
These chains won't set me free
There is no sense of time in Hell
But I'm not asking why
Because I don't really notice it
As long as I am high
I used to hold it in my friend
Now I'm not scared to cry
You see just existing
Is living with the absence of light
With a heart that's so broken
That you give up the fight
It's taking a left
When I should've stayed right
And there's no volume down
So I can't sleep at night
Choice an illusion
But I made the bed
And I have to live
while my loved ones are dead
© 2023 Stephen George