Night Fight Poem by Kay LA Hali

Night Fight



My mind a twist of clutter.
As I lie in bed imagining my life.
I watched the shadows on the ceiling.
Memories sailed across my eyes.
I needed courage to see them.
I fight with myself,
But then I closed my eyes to the twilight
And released myself to exhausted sleep

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