Sleepless Nights

Oh, the sleepless nights I have endured.

Waiting for the pain of insecurities to grow tired and go to rest.

How I spent hours withering away into my denial of ignorant simplicity.

A heart set ablaze from the anguish the mind creates.

Quests for peaceful solitude with quieted minds and healed hearts.

Minutes ticking louder as the moon rises to fall again.

Ideas of intolerable selfishness laid to rest

until the wounded heart falls victim to the wicked mind again.

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