You’ve had a good day, a tiring one at that. An early night it is.
Every hour you open you eyes, pain.
A dull, ache, annoying? Pain. In your right shoulder.
You can’t sleep, you can’t forget the pain. The pain is there and it’s not going anywhere.
You toss and turn, you cry, you beg to god to take it away just so you can sleep.
You drift off through that pain, but are woken again. The cycle goes over and over again. It continues in a loop until you have no choice but to stay away.
5am on a Sunday. Silence. Darkness. Painful.
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