woke up in the dark of night
sodden with sweat in the dark of the night
heaving and stricken by fear
a half-memory of a half-dream
the outline and sight of her face
and the thundering of the heart
this night like every night before
woke up to the garish light of morning
half-dead and sluggish - half of a man
that weariness behind the eyes awakening too
just trying to survive
just trying to make it through alive
a hardened heart and a perpetual burden
carrying around shattered-face titans in the mind
time and time again
M. M. — 18-Nov-2015
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