Fever Dream
In my fever dream,
I’m united with you.
I sit by the wake
and grieve over something
that I could never
call my own.
Questions pound my head,
leaving me with dizzying thoughts,
muffling the screams of
the demons in myself.
Every breath I take
is haunted by your presence.
Time goes on,
yet here I am,
by the grave grieving something,
I could never call my own.
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