Barely

I've barely written anything in a really long time, but I typed this out on my phone some months ago and decided it was time to publish.


Enjoy.


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Barely
I barely know where I start or end,
I can barely see beyond the bend,
And I barely feel this oncoming trend
Of silent nights that mend
A broken heart or broken soul,
Broken by an abysmal hole;
A broken dream of an impossible goal
That steadily takes its toll.

So I barely see the morning light
I can barely sleep on a silent night
I barely know if I won't or might
Wake up from sheer fright
Of all the things I never said,
All the things inside my head,
All the things that make me tread
Over trails I dread.

Now I barely know if I should rest,
I can barely tell what would be best,
But I barely feel like I've confessed
My innocence in this test.