Sleep
I close my eyes.
Feeling the dark closing in, all hope is being lost.
From now until then, I pray at all cost.
Heart beating fast, I just want this to end.
Breathing in deep, as I try to pretend.
Squeezing the covers tight, anticipate what’s to come next.
Dreams of hope, although I know it’s vexed.
Counting down in my mind, ninety-nine, ninety-eight.
Wanting to fall, to seal my fate.
But Light shows her face, stopping me in my tracks.
Darkness shatters, there is no mending his cracks.
I know I am safe, although I am shaken.
Hope is returned, just as it was taken.
And now I awaken.
I open my eyes.
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