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All I Ever Am

All I ever am is tired
(But) sleep will hardly ever come
I do not have what is required
To give up Thought's unceasing drum

(And) even when the voices quiet
Pain remains my body's King
Inciting bones and flesh to riot
Making muscles bow and sing

I lie exhausted, always waiting
For the blank of Nothingness
Soon the screaming, now abating
And Sleep's gentle tenderness. 

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