Broken Sleep
I slept through gales of depression
Exhausted and lost to the morn
Out the window I saw devastation
In your face I witnessed scorn
Mighty trees that topple with winds
Irreconcilable differences arise from within
I sat on the couch feeling vacant
Unhappy, regardless of storms
I wish I could go back to sleep now
And undream the darkness I’ve formed
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