Broken codes

Insistent broken codes.

Always welcome reprieve in quiet nights

 

Tends to out ease the strenuant fights

Of letting go yet hoping all things will be alright

 

This is so my dragging night

I yearn for sleep

Even call it in earnest

But all in protest is a mind unbound from memories

 

Sweet memories too hard to let go

And through the night the ease is tightened

To hold on till morning calls to sanity

 

Ignorant of the truth that still dusk will knock by

And have her toll of discordant memories deep into her soul

 

Sleep now heavy head. sweet slumber

 

PePa.

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