A Silent Beckon
Lying and crying
Smiling for dying
A fitting thought through an empty mind
Leaving all of this behind
To move on to a better day
What may be hell, you think and say
Dawn will peek while I'm asleep
But as my midnight comes, I'll shove away.
A silent slumber beckons me
Telling me to fall asleep
While my eyes see the dark
Consuming all the light
A smaller chance to see what's right
Now this thought's resting
In mind so tight
No more chance to be alright
No more chance to win this war that must be won.
So now I'll slumber on my dear
Listen close
Keep open ears
I've been awake
My soul to break
For I've really been asleep for years
Copyright © Dawn Koyama | Year Posted 2016
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