Kyle Shield Laster
Restless- And Abused - Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
I'm so very tired and
The sounds of sleep I cannot stand.
For all throughout the Holy night
He'd rather curse, and drink, and fight;
But one day I will find the strength
To run from him a decent length.
Until that time I'll weep and pray
That I will get to sleep someday.
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