Mental Sleep


Stripped of my comfort,
I have no place to sleep.
Confused with anxiety,
I can only weep.

Why did this happen?
Oh why is it me?
I don’t know what to do,
This time, I can’t flee.

With no where to run,
I think I’ll lay down.
Only for a bit,
Until the day I’m found.

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  1. “Mental sleep” by Lieven dredges up foreboding, worry & sorrow. We definitely need another button for writings like this because “Like” simply will not do…

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      1. Hello, Sarah,
        Just had a pleasant visit at your site & joined the ranks of your followers. I agree, “Moved” should be a button option on WordPress, even perhaps
        “Overwhelmed” & “Exceptional”, as well…

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