The Sleepless Night
As darkness falls and others sleep,
In moonlight, full and sleek,
Internal murmurs stir my soul,
Whilst dreams play hide and seek.
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Persistent whispers seem to taunt,
Like howling winds outside,
And sleepless demons slowly creep
Through caverns, in my mind.
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With thirty ticks and thirty tocks,
Another minute's passed.
But still, I battle consciousness,
And memories of the past.
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From back, to front, to side, then back
To front and side again,
My shadow rolls, uncomfortably,
For countless hours on end.
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And so, I sing a lullaby,
To pacify my mind,
Then tut and sigh, dissatisfied,
As Mr. Sandman hides.
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Beneath the sheets, I palpitate:
My soul begins to sink.
From dusk to dawn: a thousand yawns,
Without a single wink.
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