Sleepless Night Poem by Matthew Holloway
Sleepless Night
Late night, sleep deprived
wild imaginings replace dreams
the heart whispers endlessly
and the mind taunts the soul
this is all one cold wicked game
wrapped in such a gentle word
a word that should offer hope
and growth, prosperity
to all future endeavours
yet still the night withholds all
deprives through time
the opportunity sought
sleep deprived and denied
in the depth of night
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