She's in my thoughts, dwelling in dream

  that special woman I shall never forget.

  I often awaken aghast, wanting to scream

  drenched in regrets, sadness, and sweat.

  Most of my days are bright and full of hope

  nut it's the calm before the impending storm.

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  At night I feel so tiny, as if under a microscope

  I need to break the cycle, escape the new norm.

  Wanting change and doing it are different things

  as one needs faith of heart, love of self to move on.

  When that happens, your lost soul will grown wings

  nights are less scary, you depend less on the dawn.

  There is no greater feeling that could compare

  to when one is finally freed from their despair.