Moments Upon Waking


So numb that it is raw

The world

Those moments when upon waking

You feel as though the end of everything

Is just at the end of the hallway

Of the present moment

An acute fear of perpetual awareness of the moment of the realization

That you will die or that you are in the process of dying

Being alone in everything while in company

Unable to purge the thoughts of eternal suffering

And perpetual awareness of the self as a thing in pain


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