In the loud noise of the dark'd silence,
I find my peace,
letting the moon and stars,
take charge,
crickets to create a nice rythm,
a rythm of lullaby,
a song that cleanses,
and into an abyss of peace and rest,.
find a place,
it's my best place....
Under the cover of my duvets,
I rest my case,
just as a convict,
I lose my stand,
my sleep wins,though not as hurtful,
heartbreaking...tearing....
it's a place worthbeing,
My best place...
©traycee
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