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I Try To Sleep





 

Each night
I lay in the darkness
Praying
Begging
Trying
So hard to sleep
My eyes gaze far
Beyond the mere sight
Of the ceiling before me
Slowly
I finally fade off
Tossing
Turning
Fighting
Crying
Waking with a scream
Gasping for air
Trembling in fear
Never admitting
All that was seen
So long ago
Yet still fresh
And locked in my mind
Nightmares to horrible
To ever speak of
Constantly hindering
Any chance of sleep
Insomnia made worse
By visions of old
Ones I long to forget
I wish to forget
I beg to forget
Yet, I relive them
Nearly every night
No one knows
The secret I keep
Locked away
Deep in the darkness
Bolted behind
Doors of steel
Never to be made known
Not willing to ever
Let the world know
Of the horrors
That lurk in the shadows
Of the night
As I try to sleep

Author notes

This about as personal as I can get on this subject. So, please, those of you that do know me....I beg you not to ask me anymore about this than what is here.
Written December 5th, 2005

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  • Entwining Beauty
    December 6, 2005
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    i am left speachless,what an outstanding piece of poetry.


  • Always Deena
    December 5, 2005
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    Oh my goodness,whatever haunts you does so to the core...I am so very sorry. We all have our secrets,our nightmares from the past that haunt us, even in the daylight hours. (Do you ever get flashes of terrible memories? they stalk me sometimes.)
    I hope you sleep well someday...perhaps in the arms of a new found friend? I am here.
    Deena


  • Abdul T Alishtari
    December 5, 2005
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    Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari

    Remember dreams
    often means
    somenthing unknown
    was sown.

    We confuse
    cannot use
    nightmares blue
    too too.

    Angels flutter
    whisper, mutter
    blessings rise
    angels devise.

    Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari

  • faeorie
    December 5, 2005
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    I like this poem, because it's not too specific, which means it has its own meanings for everyone... and for me those meanings run very deep.

  • nightowl62
    December 5, 2005
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    AAA+++++

    awesome!!! words cannot even begin to tell ou how i feel about this poem. Itis Breathtaking, shockingand totally relateable. I love it alot. Keep up the great work. Blessed BeNightowl62

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