Sleep Easy

May 15, 2014

I'm afraid of the day that it'll happen again

My eyes sealed shut with a racing heart

They say it's just a dream

But it became reality

This fear, it haunted my dreams

And engulfed my life

I walk the streets, eyes wide open

Wishing for that day

That sleep will come easy

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