Sleep, the escape

Sleep, the escape

I’m craving for something,

I can’t feel.

Heart quivers for someone

not coming.

Impatience longing more

as the apart stretches high.

Scream accompany cries

in the howling walls.

Crave for the blissful kiss

awakes before the dreams.

Sleep kills the torture

and the crave dies within.

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