Sleep soundly darling, sleep sound
I know what a struggle it can be
When many a times you get so lost
That you forget what is a real dream
The tiredness comes with the struggle
To overcome the force that holds you
That won't let you sleep.
But darling, keep fighting
The unrest will come and go
It will come and go again.
It will hold you and won't let you move
It will strangle you till you aren't sure you're gonna make it.
And then you just take it.
And quiety it leaves.
And you can feel again and mostly you can see again.
They don't know what it feels like to be awake and asleep at the same time.
To have the potential to be and yet not to.
To want to resist death's tease and yet have to bear it with only hope.
But fight it till you have fight in you no more
Don't let it take you over so easily.
This demon of a hold can only scare you
But to kill you it will never be that bold.
For you are stronger than what holds you even though you sometimes feel weak.
And for every time you escape death's illusionary sting,
You've won yourself another go at living.
Sleep soundly, darling, sleep sound.
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