Sleepless
Finally at rest, he lay his weary head
Wide awake, she stumbles on
A sudden move to push the light away
Nothing turns the dark down
Blank mind, splattered walls
Head spinning, collapsing walls
The tug of the trigger ended it all
His decision is where it began
Screams rang out, tears fell down
Chin held high, laugh too loud
Sleeping in heaven
Sleepless in hell
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