I could hear the clock ticking across the room
Darkness began to draw near
In between conscious and subconscious
I staggered out of bed
As I turned the ignition key clockwise
The engine chuckled
As if it was mocking at me
76 miles down the road
My legs were about to go numb
My back was about to scream at me
I stumbled out of the door
Stretched myself in the darkness
I walked towards the brightness across
The door sprung opened as if it was waiting on me
Within the well-lit concrete
You wouldn’t have noticed that the night had drawn upon
With a pen in my hand
Pieces of folded paper in my back pocket
I skipped down the stairs
The place was quieter than usual
But it’s no doubt up and running
You could hear the machine beeping
The cries and sobs behind the closed doors
The frustration across the room
The cry of pain behind the closed curtains
The laughter in the corner
Dawn began to draw near
I could feel the loneliness as I strode along the quiet corridor
I remembered your eyes as you search my face for answers
I remembered you clutching in pain
I remembered them huddled together in prayer
The smell of morning dew freshened me up
As my shift gradually draw close
I muttered a prayer for you
May this new day bring peace and comfort to you
Just like the warmth of the sun rise outside
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