12 Midnight
Woes knock on my door
in the middle of my sleep.
How gentle is good night?
I mourn in the deep.
Grey is the color of my life
Hopelessness - I see!
It slowly conquers my soul
I am willing to set it free.
Copyright © Lei Strauss | Year Posted 2022
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