Prompt: Night Time
Thoughts are racings, you are coming back again
Into my mind. What do I find? Happiness but then
I see your face and all you hide. It’s just another dream.
I wish I could say the least, but you’re not a another dream.
A figment of my imagination now is all you’ll ever be.
Late at night while babies and children sleep,
I’ll be in bed, but still awake for all eternity.
I’m trapped in a moment inside all eternities.
Come now, it’s time to sleep, but sleep is for the weak.
I think I’m strong. Is it wrong to think of the unseen?
At bedtime, out to play come all your demons.
At nighttime, all your demons become all my demons.
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