Dreams become nightmares,
Nightmares become reality when I wake.
Sleep at one time was a haven from
My problems during my awakened state.
Now hate not love for sleep right now is what I feel
Hell not a haven is sleep, so I can't do it still.
Real feelings go away with a numb dumb state of mind
It's been five days since I've slept and don't know time
Caffeine and speed became my best friends
Reality merges with a state that seems like pretend
I'm still pepped yet slow with my step to the elevator.
Sleep, maybe later, when my reality becomes greater.
When this state of a blind rage fury
Targeted at the world, goes away.
I shall sleep, that I will do
For as long as I can for that day.
This may become two.
Until I wake to do it over again,
It hurts to say such a truth,
But it's true.
