When my eyes close

In the quiet of the night
I listen with eyes closed
for the last whisper
of the day
dreams are heard
within the beating
of my heart
the painful memories
escape
leaving puddles
on my pillow
bedroom walls
close in on me
their secrets so dark
they lie once more
once painted white
as I close the door
all I see is red

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