A Wake

Waking in the middle of the night

Can’t stop thinking

Trying to come up

With a solution

But I don’t have

Any conclusion

Just a lot of things on my mind

So have to check everything now

But it won’t matter

The head feeds me

Fantasies, memories

My fathers voice condemning

Me forever and ever

Telling me I am not ok

In any way, that is

What he say inside

My head

Even though he is dead

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