What’s that saying?

“The only people awake are the loved or the lonely”

What about the sick?

What about the creatives?

What about those who can never shut down their minds?

It’s like the fast and furious playing over and over in my head.

Each car

Spinning tires

Loud engines

Never stopping

Wheels that never stop turning


But everything

It never ends

I can never end it

Someone put me to sleep

I am loved

I am lonely

But I’m also sick

Why are we never accounted for?


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