(NaPoWriMo Day#12)
The tiredness in the eyes
Brings hope of a new day’s shine
The desire for sleep is the mind’s
Disguise for forgetfulness
Of memories it wishes to eraseScenarios it wants to change
Visions of reality that it can not
Hide from. So it chooses sleep
Shutting down all processing
To be recycled into dreamOverdue projects play out as
A medieval battleground where
The valiant knight struggles
But succumbs to the forces of
The dark, ruthless kingDaytime fears become night time
therapy performed in the roundThen the sun breaks through
Curtain; breaking through
Eyelids; breaking through
Dreams; bringing back realityIt is time to rise for
A new day’s shine
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