My bed, a battleground at night
Where shadows dance and demons take flight
The past awakens, a haunting refrain
Echoes of memories that bring only pain
I try to sleep, but my mind won't cease
Racing thoughts, a never-ending tease
The clock ticks on, a steady beat
As I lie awake, my heart skips a repeat
Nightmares creep in, like thieves in the dark
Stealing peace, leaving only a spark
Of fear and anxiety, a lingering dread
That clings to me, like a shroud on my bed
Memories of what's past, they still remain
Haunting me, like a ghostly strain
I try to shake them, but they won't depart
Leaving me wakeful, with a heavy heart
The night wears on, a slow and painful crawl
As I toss and turn, with no escape at all
From the horrors that haunt me still
A prisoner of my past, against my will
Dawn breaks slowly, a welcome reprieve
But even daylight can't banish the grief
That lingers within, a constant ache
A reminder of the nightmares that I've made
So I'll face another day, weary and worn
Hoping that tonight will bring a peaceful morn
But until then, I'll hold on tight
And pray that someday, I'll find a peaceful night.
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
My bed, a battleground at night
Where shadows dance and demons take flight
The past awakens, a haunting refrain
Echoes of memories that bring only pain
I try to sleep, but my mind won't cease
Racing thoughts, a never-ending tease
The clock ticks on, a steady beat
As I lie awake, my heart skips a repeat
Nightmares creep in, like thieves in the dark
Stealing peace, leaving only a spark
Of fear and anxiety, a lingering dread
That clings to me, like a shroud on my bed
Memories of what's past, they still remain
Haunting me, like a ghostly strain
I try to shake them, but they won't depart
Leaving me wakeful, with a heavy heart
The night wears on, a slow and painful crawl
As I toss and turn, with no escape at all
From the horrors that haunt me still
A prisoner of my past, against my will
Dawn breaks slowly, a welcome reprieve
But even daylight can't banish the grief
That lingers within, a constant ache
A reminder of the nightmares that I've made
So I'll face another day, weary and worn
Hoping that tonight will bring a peaceful morn
But until then, I'll hold on tight
And pray that someday, I'll find a peaceful night.
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