(A grieving soul whispers)
Tonight
I pray to dream
But here I lay
Feverish
Pitched in a grey tent of fatigue
Like a weary soldier
Suffering from PTSD
Laid out
Like a green funeral wreath
Begging for eternal
sleep
On mountains
Of sweat stained white sheets
But sleep never comes
To climb to the summits of my peaks
So here I am
Just another lost
Soul
Crying for mercy and salvation
Bleating
Amongst the insomnia masses
Like a weary grief stricken sheep
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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