I dream of sleep
like a lover lost at war
Weariness tugs at my heart
My very being seems
infested by it
Yet rest is not enough
I crave peace, solace, time
To enjoy life and friends
To follow dreams and
Conquer fears
But the mundane is a constant enemy
the ordinary an incessant foe
never giving me a chance
to remember, to enjoy
to dream, bedtime dreams

by Kenna Kay Payne

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