heading to bed

time to rest my eyes, let my mind settle

it's late and time for me to go to bed
awaken the dreams that are in my head
each one specific like precious metal
I welcome all my dreams with open arms

could be lives I lived that I can't recall
inspires my writing, the words that I scrawl
my mental rabbit’s foot or good luck charm
my mind goes numb and I drift off to sleep

back of my eye lids bombarded with dreams
such vivid details, so real and extreme
I'm asleep without having to count sheep

again I bid thee farewell and good night
see you in the morning with the sun light

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