Insensate

I am too tired to fight it,
too drained to even try.
In the confines of my darkness,
it gets colder as i scorch.

Bittersweet and as painful.
I feel better as I feel worse.
I long for comfort that cannot come
so I simply descend to slumber.

Let me sleep so I can be awakened
…and tomorrow let it be forgotten.

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