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




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