My Bed Poem by paul mumbuna
My Bed
A place
where restless nights hold silent wars,
where pillows soak in echoes of regret,
and blankets weigh like chains of doubt.
Yet still, the dawn arrives unshaken,
spilling light upon my weary frame,
whispering that battles lost in darkness
can still be won by morning's grace.
Friday, February 21, 2025
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