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Days Into Months

When living the lifestyle that I am
it has taking some time to understand
that I don't know what is going on anymore.
For months on end I can try and pretend
that this trail I was once on is nearby
when in reality I'm more in a strange city with no people,
no street signs no way to know which way is home,
just anxious familiar feelings of being down these roads before.
Days pass again and again only this time minutes are irrelevant
its always dark in every direction no idea where I am,
Its beaten me to my hands and knees
crawling to find that trail Im in need,
a hint a clue of which direction.
one that isn't fogged from holding back my own tears as protection.
I love my time sleeping as a posed to being awake,
it's just when I'm asleep my dreams take shape.

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