Rambling thoughts
Frayed dreams
Lingering sickness
Lustful withdraws

Dread and worry
Echoed words
Swirling tornadoes
Self-doubt and regret

Dream or nightmare
Both refuse to appear
Floating in the void
Of a sleepless night

As the morning sun
Taunts my tired eyes
I sigh with contempt
At the twisted cruelty.

A poem by Jason S. Sullivan, 07-24-20

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