Magean Martin

Sean King

English

My eyes grew heavy and my body succumbed to sleep before I had a second to change my mind. Darkness took over, Sometimes I can’t tell the difference between day and night anymore. It’s as if they blend together, and I sometimes wonder if I ever slept. The world is just, dark.

Day turns to night turns to day turns to night again and again and once more. I persist, which means I exist. I’m alive, but am I living my best life? I’m not sure what I can do to change the cycle.

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