Sleep
Sleep
Awake it seems all the time
To sleep, has become a rhyme
When I can't, my head gets in a bind
But I pretend everything is fine
Past memories flash in the mind
And recent moments also unwind
Of future things I've yet to find
Some good , others not too kind
Losses and failures start to replay
Gains and successes will also play
Of things that will always stay
With me until I'm old and grey
When I'm asleep my mind will relax
Medication made dreaming retract
Nightmares are also what I lack
Asleep I won't have a panic attack
Without sleep it would be chaos
Thoughts commanding like a boss
Growing and creeping like moss
For sleep....the oceans I would cross
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