lullaby scribbles

my prettiest poems,
my finest words,
often find me as i drift off to sleep.
for a second i resolve myself to finding a pen,
to scribble my soul on scraps of paper,
i know my heart will not carry
their beauty through my nightmares.
then i remember these words
are not made to be seen,
they are not for you.
they are mine,
softly rocking me through my slumber
as spoken lullabies for my mind.

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