Morning boredom

My scars have been aching all night
and my dreams they died in the morning light
I rose up to meet another day,
but my knees were weak and they gave away
As I lay there on the floor,
my mind took off and started to soar
Airy hopes tumbling in the dawning sky,
but while lying there on the floor I realized – 
I will never fly 

-06.11.11-

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