I've had dreams about you that fade with the morning sun...
Under these silk covers,
I've empowered my brain, brushed up on my knowledge, and consumed many books...
Under these silk covers,
I've learned what it means to feel loneliness, quickly replaced with longing...
Under these silk covers,
I've had contemplative thoughts, deeper than the ocean...
Under these silk covers,
I've felt the stinging, drunken pain of defeat as I waited for sobriety to wane...
Under these silk covers,
I've battled insomnia unvictoriously...
Under these silk covers,
I've discovered the pleasure of a morning doobie, and the agony of untimely spliff...
Under these silk covers,
I've woken up in cold sweats, wondering if I should make it through...
Under these silk covers,
I've giggled at past memories, reflected on current events, and hoped for future plans...
Under these silk covers,
I've battled writer's block, spent too many all-nighters, and written enough to stretch from one end of the world to the other...
Under these silk covers,
I've been forced to face myself..
...Because under these silk covers,
it is just me against the world...
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