I've been assembling a puzzle
Soon you will be able to step back and see exactly what I've had in my head
Death is a train that we patiently wait for
Some believe it takes them home
Others, it takes them away from it
Death is a long train ride, meant to lull one into a content slumber
A slumber, finally welcome after so many nights praying for loss of consciousness
Another sleepless night, Another nightmare filled consciousness
Imagery along the wall and ideas outside my body
I pray to Her alone
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