Seeking the healing power of sleep,
I find no respite in my dreams...
Sinking into slumber deep,
It's not so restful as it seems.
Agony's relived time and again,
Magnified by the helplessness
I feel in my dreams and then
I mourn lost love and happiness
I find more relief in time than sleep,
Although I still relive my loss,
I feel the pain less acutely,
Still there, but not as it once was.
Yes, I certainly can relate to this wonderful piece as well. Thankyou--Melvina--
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I like the brevity, unity, and beauty of this poem. It has depth and finesse, a real work of art.10+++++