Morning

Mornings are the worst. Waking up burnt, uncurling my body, mentally examining all the pain it holds today. 

Eternity stretches out forever, lit up by the blinding sun, every part of me is weary.

I don’t want to keep going.

On and on and on.

Life is too short.

And so very long.

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