Literary Force Magazine Literary Force Magazine Volume 2 | Page 40

This Endless Torture of Sleep

I lay in my bed awake at night,
pondering about what happened this day; what could've happened.

10:15pm the clock read.

I close my eyes, only to open them in another world.
I'm asleep but I still feel my eyes heavy.
I'm in a profound dream;
I can hear the sound of the beautiful waterfall just across from me.
Or is that the rain outside my window? Who's to know?
I hear a deep sound, footsteps? Probably my brothers.
Toss and turn I can still feel this.

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