Drip drip drip
Constant the prod to wake
To never settle into sleep
Unconscious thought to take
Tug tug tug
Threads of anxious plans
What ifs and wherefores
Confidence fails to stand
Lost lost lost
The calming blanket gone
Nerves left bare
Blackboard with nails upon
Tap tap tap
Can’t escape the source
Peace no more
Blue light tortuous force
Quest for Love 
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