Dreams

I cannot sleep, I cannot rest;
I toss and turn to no avail.
I close my eyes and see a mess,
and I feel a tug in my chest.

I pray to dream of you;
but nightmares are all I get.
Happy dreams are all too few,
and I wake as weary as before.

There will be no end  – Of this I’m sure!
If this is how I can keep you;
then I will try to dream again,
to see you ’til dawn’s early hue…

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