Awake


Throughout the night I hear a weep no matter how I try I cannot sleep. Though I am weary and my body weak I cannot sleep. When people look upon me at first sight they see and feel my plight. I long to feel peace every night and yet when I close my eyes with all my might all I see is a blinding light. I go through the day to find the peace I must make or face being eternally awake.

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