Sleepless Nights

I tire of the dreams, The restless nights, The tormenting sights, And the fears that come with.

I see my family die night after night, My friends shocked faces, Frozen in fright.

I feel myself perish, At the hands of everyone I know, I die again and again, And I just want it to end.

The cycle continues endlessly, Scenarios playing in my own head. All I ask for is salvation, Maybe then they'll go away.

Aidan Nelson
SourceLicence:Public domain (author dedication)

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