Sleep
The whispers in my mind take over
The wind of my heart as my eyes close,
In the world, I feel like a clover
When I wish to feel like a rose,
The blankets I lie in are my meadow,
Drowsily carrying me to sleep
All the thoughts seem to echo
Pulling me in deep,
I must escape this feeling
That stays while I'm awake
The sleep begins the healing
The sorrow starts to break
When I lie alone, I am safe
This pillow holds my heart
The nights offer more than the days
The sadness departs
Will I sleep, or will I lie awake?
Copyright © Charlie Butler | Year Posted 2025
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