A good sleep


When was the last time you slept without overthinking?
Not a bit of fret,not feeling guilty.
Just a sleep so sound and sweet,
Having everything in place,so complete.

All those thousand thoughts,
Jarring your mind by the piece,
Past,present,even picturing your future,
Hanging in the notion,that leads to no cloture.

The clock strikes 2AM already,
When the faint music in your ear blares thick.
Adoring the dead silence of the midnight,
Preparing to face next rise in the hollow sight.

Longing all day to return to what was normal,
The normal that was taken forgranted,
The normal that seems vaguely distant,
But the memories make it seem coexistent.

Hope and souvenir is what that sings you to sleep,
And the illusions draw on,
That sleep,so sound and sweet,
Having everything in place,so complete.

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