Poem: New wake

You look at me and yet you still do not see me.

The thought that I am still standing hurts your soul.

You wished was laying in grounds as the ones that came before me.

That is what my mind is telling me.

That is the dream that I am dreaming.

The day I will awake will be day too late.

I must cry, but the river never filled with my tears.

I give you pain, but all I get from you is the fear.

This is the end of my time.

I cannot go any longer.

There is nothing new for me, and the old is not getting back.

I need to awake and maybe I could still be okay.

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