The long day was tiring
Emotionally draining Physically strained Mentally she’s ingrained. Curled in her bed Alone, she’s weeping Looking for comfort To nowhere it’s not present In silence she finds solace But its muted sound becomes intense Deafens her senses Stuns her nerves Drenched in tears In stillness she drowns The ascending silence To slumber she sends.
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