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A LAMENT IN THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT

In the depths of night, when shadows creep,
A heavy heart awakens from its sleep.
Restless thoughts, like swirling storms, appear,
And sleep's tender embrace, it eludes me here.

Oh, how the weight upon my soul does bear,
A burden deep, too heavy to share.
Each breath feels labored, each beat of my chest,
As sorrow's tendrils tighten, refusing to rest.

The moon hangs low, casting a mournful glow,
Its silver light, a companion to my woe.
Stars twinkle above, like distant tears,
Reflecting the ache that has plagued me for years.

Through the silent hours, I wander alone,
In the labyrinth of my thoughts, I'm thrown.
Memories, like ghosts, haunt my weary mind,
Their echoes whispering, unkind, unkind.

Regrets and sorrows intertwine their dance,
Leaving me tangled in their somber trance.
I search for solace, a respite from the pain,
But find only echoes of what once was, now slain.

Yet, even in darkness, a glimmer remains,
A flicker of hope that still gently sustains.
For as the night unfolds, it must give way,
To the dawn's tender light, a brand-new day.

So, I'll hold on tight to that fragile thread,
And let it guide me through the tears I've shed.
For within a heavy heart, strength does reside,
And with time, wounds heal, and sorrows subside.

Though the night seems endless, it too shall pass,
And morning's embrace will heal and surpass.
So, sleepless night, I bid you farewell,
For in the morning's light, my heart will mend and swell.

By WISDOM ERHABOR