Poetry

Sleepless Nights

My mind races.

Every time I close my eyes there’s a beast that haunts me

It’s ugly, mangled and has death in its eyes

Staring me down every minute in that time between closing my eyes and sleep


When will it stop staring at me?

Will it ever go away?

There’s too many sleepless nights

The fear is too strong to overcome


Why am I so afraid to close my eyes?

The beast cannot hurt me.

It’s not physical

Yet how can it still weaken me?


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