Many nights I frown,
And as I lay in bed
I'll write down
What's in my head
Memories of the past
Or things still to come
Thoughts arrive fast
So then I record some
Have done this for years
Few people were aware
My mind it always clears
And I don't have to stare
It has become a release
From the daily events
I never wish to cease
With it
I can always vent
©alleycat
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