Aaron Johnson 2 Poems

I hardly sleep anymore, I dread sleep.
I fight exhaustion as long as I can, but it always overtakes me.
It's like drowning.
It starts slowly and fitfully. I fight to keep my head up. Then all at once, everything is black.
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In my heart, there is this place,
where there's a void, a hollow, a space.
It's shaped like losing track of time in her eyes,
like watching the sunset then watching the sunrise,
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