You won't let me sleep again
Because of things that have been
and the world when I should be sleeping
and the words that are flitting round my brain,
still remain
Even though the world is silent.
In restless sheets, I toss and turn
whilst feeling all alone
I have to turn on the lamp
and try to cling to something
When my heart is stabbed by things unsaid
That split the night
and the sounds of silence.
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