Poem -

another sleepless night.

My mind and heart often fight,
Again and again in the middle of the night,
For my heart believes,
In all good and right,
My mind is different,
showing me the things,
my heart never wanted see,
I think there's something wrong
Within me,
I guess the hugest part of me is my soul,
Which seeks to condole both the heart and mind,
As a complete roll,
A constant fight within my body's right,
Is it wrong to keep up the fight,
My heart is open wide,
For all i know and love are inside,
My mind keeps closetful eyes on The truth,
Sometimes gets lost and hurt as proof,
My mind steps in to protect my heart,

"The words you should have listened from the start"

Constantly ringing over again,

Be who do you trust,
Your mind or your heart,

Your body is supposed to be your friend,

When your soul consoles each part,

When emptiness pulls you apart,

Just another fight to see what's right,
The endless battle of heart and mind,
For the love of me is kind,
And the security of my mind is tight,
Endless battle within the night,
Living in a world,
Of wrong and right.

My body causes me such fright,
Often hanging on with all my might,

Just another sleepless night,
Trying to live life right.

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