Restless Nights: Indulge the Intelligent

What sleep is there for me in this empty bed?

I cannot close my eyes to drift for fear I’ll end up dead.

Void of all the worldly love, my heart has paid a tole,

For the sanity and sanctity of my immortal soul.

My eyes grow heavy with worry and fear,

I should’ve known you’d always be here.

My shoulders seemed heavy but on top there was not

A being but hatred and spite left to rot.

My face was buried deep in my bed,

Remembering and reciting all that was said.

My eyes shut silently before I could tell,

And into the darkness, my soul cast to hell.

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