Voices
I pound my pillow in the quiet
Lying still, Counting sheep
Desperate for the nothingness of sleep
Always the voices
Dim light trickles through the shutters
The streetlight outside my window
My only friend here tonight
Amongst the voices
Plagued by exhaustion
Yet unable to find peace
For no slumber comes
The screaming voices
Silence my only desire
For my weary body aches
No sleep again tonight
Be still the voices
Beside me sleeps my love
The purr of his soft breath
Yet I hate him now
He hears no voices
Plagued until I rise
This night of lifetimes
I embrace and listen
To the voices
I hear the crickets
Singing softly in the distance
Finally, gratefully, I drift to sleep
Exit the voices
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