Everyone has something

Everyone has something
That keeps them
Awake at night
Somehow you have
To make peace
With yourself
I cannot tell you
When to stop caring or
When the nightmares
Will stop
A white carnation
To hide
To hide
The smell of death
Everyone has something
That keeps them awake at night
Everyone
~
Whisper to me
Like the wind
Instinct moon
Shine down
On my soul
Fill it with
Light and peace
~

Published by Leigh-Anne Fraser

writer, poet, photographer, artist, illustrator, knitter,friend and fine pancake flipper

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