Sweet Dreams
A cold sweat forms on my brow
As I struggle with it again
For it’s the same thing now
I just want it all to end
Will I gain permission
To sleep soundly this night
Or will I toss and turn in my derision
For these matters I struggle with all my might.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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