Staring at a ceiling
That I cannot actually see
Huddled beneath this fortress of down
This billowy white blanket
Its color hidden by the cloak of night

My cheeks damp
Tear-stained
A result of my hours of muffled sobs
And my eyes bloodshot
Due to my chronic lack of sleep

Every night spent like this
Has put bags under my eyes
Has rendered me emotionless
For many an early morning's shower
For many a first period's work

I care too much
My want for him to be happy
Has loosened my hold
On my need to sleep
And on my will to survive

Uncountable sleepless nights
Spent tossing in this bed
Multiple hours on end
Spent weeping my soul out
Contemplating this heart-sickening dilemma

With every tear a part of me leaves
I'm becoming numb
I'm beginning to develop
A shell to protect my heart
From even more damage

To his face I smile
Giving the illusion
Of a happy adolescent
To his picture I cry
Letting out the pain held within

These figurative cuts
Slice deep into my heart
My soul, Who I am
Is being siphoned out of me by this
This heart-sickening dilemma
 
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