That Day Will Come'
I lay alone in bed at night
Sometimes I toss
And
Turn,
Thinking things so deeply
Will
I ever be freed from all those souls that burn...?
My life is filled with chaos
I can hardly sleep
My mind is always racing
Because
I fear my dreams....
Well... Maybe, there just Nightmares
Or
bad thinking...?
Maybe, when all this pain has become
But
A memory of before
I'll fall asleep not staring at the closet door.....
Copyright © Paul Gardiner | Year Posted 2022
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