These nights are never ending
Like a deep abyss into the cold sea
And my thoughts are so frequent
Back and forth cutting into me
This pen and paper
seems so innocent and simply pure
My only weapons in this arsenal toward any type of cure
It burns so hot in my soul
It leaves such scars on my being
I am at war with your ghost
There is no silent night for me
No sleep and no rest
No stars to grant my wishes
Just me alone in my silence
I beg you day to come
please set my mind to ease
release me from this prison
make all this pain just cease
And when the sun does rise
I know the night will sleep
And all these thoughts will vanish
I am back to my reality ......
by Will Rivera
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