Poem: Pillow Thoughts

When my head hits the pillow at night,
And darkness surrounds me, a blanket of night.
My mind starts to wander, thoughts swirling around,
Echoing loudly, without any sound.

The day’s events replay in my head,
The things I should’ve done, the words I should’ve said.
Regrets and worries, they creep in with ease,
Robbing me of sleep, denying me peace.

But amidst the chaos, a glimmer of light,
Memories surface, bringing comfort and might.
Moments of laughter, of love and of cheer,
Reminding me that joy is always near.

I think of my loved ones, their faces so dear,
And know that their presence will always be here.
Their support and their kindness, a strength I can’t deny,
Helping me face each day, helping me try.

So when my head hits the pillow at night,
And the world seems to fade, a canvas of white.
I’ll embrace the stillness, the quiet so sweet,
And let my heart and mind finally meet.

For in this moment, when all else is still,
I find the answers, the peace, and the will.
To face the next day, with courage and grace,
Knowing that tomorrow is a brand new place.

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