Now I lay me down to sleep,
and do not pray my soul to keep.
Instead I will my thoughts to cease,
deny subconscious dreams to start.
Not to seek forbidding places,
tortured memories too fresh to see.
Driving back the screaming visions,
back to where the mind should not go.
Hoping that the morning light,
finds my sanity intact.
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