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Open or Shut
Weary eyes open in the middle of the night
Immediately battle with the same thoughts I always fight
Doom now looms like a ghost in the bedroom
Tired blue looks over at her asleep, beautiful and unaware of gloom
At least I know she is here
At least while I struggle in darkness beside me she is near
For years I woke up alone and fell into misery
Now I take comfort in waking up with her right beside me
My eyes do not have to be open for this black to attack
Cannot forget all the decay that surrounds, no turning back
Weary eyes close for an attempt at precious rest
Yet nightmares often find dreams and dreams then nightmares molest
Even in sleep many times with a rusty knife reality does cut
No escape from worry and sadness whether my eyes are open or shut
Weary eyes open in the middle of the night
Immediately battle with the same thoughts I always fight
At least I'm not alone here and you're by my side
Awake to you but from relentless demons I can't hide
Teary blue brought on in darkness from such overpowering fears
At the least I can look over to see the love of my life is near
Adam Keith McElwain
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