Sweet Dreams Poem by Paul Warren

Sweet Dreams



A cold sweat forms on my brow
As I struggle with it again
For it's the same thing now
I just want it all to end

Will I gain permission
To sleep soundly this night
Or will I toss and turn in my derision
For these matters I struggle with all my might.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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