Sleep

Shush my dear,

Your eyes softly said,

Come and rest your weary 

head.

Heavy with the the weight of 

your dread. 

You let it build up into 

something you can’t carry. 

They gave you a cure,

But results may vary.

Because you are still walking 

around so heavy. 

Come put your soul to sleep. 

Stay silent and don’t make a 

peep. 

And let the healing come in

 your sleep. 

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