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No Rest
You sit and stare as everyone moves on.
Force your eyes open.
Prove your spirit isn't gone.
Not quite dead. Not quite sane.
Not conscious enough for a body to remain.
Ill bring the glass.
Just pour and pour.
Shouldn't follow through.
At least I feel more.
Believe in me.
Hold me.
Give me a reason to see.
A reason why I should go, why it should be.
What is free?
These chains are all I know, my reality.
These walls as bland as bread and water.
Nowhere to go, no one to meet.
As walk down this street I pray a car knocks me off my feet.
As long as I keep moving my heart will keep beating.
Keep stepping to show them your not retreating.
Even if you dont know where your going just run away.
If you stop to sleep youll have wasted your final day.
Blindly keep moving and you'll find her arms one day.
This way when shes there you'll have more love and much more to say.
Keep running and running, for her smile is in the sky.
Rest, and you die.
