Nighttime Blues

So many small issues stealing me from slumber
I don’t believe the sandman will visit me tonight
Rather the black eyed dog that howls mournfully
will harmonise the endless hours ahead

Part of me wants to leave this all behind
but I want to close my eyes and awaken
in another land where I am only sure
that I will soon find myself over the rainbow

I just want to sleep
and feel the weight of the world
slip from my shoulders

The End

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