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sleepless
Why can’t I sleep?
I seem to be haunted by memories when I close my eyes
There is a wound that runs deep
I refuse to take a sleeping aid
I do not want to count anymore sheep
It seems the only time I rest well is when I lay in bed and let it all out and weep
The pain is temporarily relieved
But then it settles back into the cracks from which they seep
Maybe one day I will take a giant leap
Cast out the hurt that lingers
Finally rest well
But nothing in this life comes cheap
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