What Is Night? Restless And Dark, A Heavy Cloak Upon My Heart.
What is night? Restless and dark, a heavy cloak upon my heart.
My eyes burn and my hand shake, but sleep eludes me, cold hands gripping me in the dark.
I cling to the bedside light, stare at it until my vision blurs. I long for sleep.
My chest feels too tight for my heart, pounding anxiously in its cage. My breath is too short.
What is rest? It is night yet my mind races, and I lay awake.
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