but it fails…

there is light but it fails to shine, it just burns my eyes, brands my skin with the marks of deprived sleep accumulated these past years -coming and going- always in motion, waves in which my sanity both sails and drowns, often unwillingly anchored to the sands beneath, a helplessly inert object that 1st of all feels and is expected to think but often can’t, unless disruption and disconnection now replace introspection and all fuckin’ else. there is chaos but it fails to conquer if you give it time.  

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