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I found an old poem today
I had written it years back
On this very day

This day that never ends
The night that never descends 

How long will I live in that afternoon
How long will it take for me to flip the calendar

Why is it that I don't feel time
Why does it still feel like today
That day
and when I crack jokes
My hands turn heavy
They weigh me down
I laugh
And sink in to the ground

I doubt if I will ever see night to that day, today
I doubt if I will ever recover

Have you ever had a day like that,
That changed you forever?
But
In the afternoon of that day
You felt warm and safe
You had no clue what was to follow
And you whipped out your pen
And made some rhymes
Two years later
You are still in that room
Still in that hollow

Only now you know you died that day
Every last breath snuffed out of you
And only now you know that you are waiting
In this purgatory
That is going to be the rest of your life
Only now you know what it feels like
To be wronged by a right

One day I will set fire to myself
I will protest
I want that day to end
Night to come
Stars to shine
Moon to wane
And a new morning
But
I know deep inside
In the new morning
My scars will shine bright
So bright
And then what will I do?
When everyone will see me
My pain in plain sight

If
If ever
That day ends
And night befalls
I shall be ashes
I shall be soot
Before the dawn
I will be long long gone