Sleep Fight

Rest, I’m no longer entitled to it..

I’m no longer friends with Sleep.

But I’m forever needing to try and rest

because my stupid battery has a leak.

I’m always drained,

Craving the next nap,

This love-hate thing with sleep,

It’s taking everything I have.

Internal settings always On,

My body won’t cooperate,

It’s like it has become my con,

I no longer know how to operate.

My body screams it’s tired,

Screams it needs its rest.

Then it acts all crazy wired,

Pulling the cards it deems as best.

I’m so exhausted,

I cry myself to sleep.

Oh and when the pain takes over,

Forget it, there’s no use in counting sheep.

It’s dark outside,

The night has come,

It’s light outside,

Oh look the days begun.

I nap and nap,

Restful sleep I never gain,

It’s a flu like feeling,

No matter the amount,

The reward is always in vein.

Each flare I make it through,

Feels like a repeated train crash,

The pain travels faster,

Every moment I try and relax.

Rest, what is that?

I no longer know what that’s like,

We’re no longer acquainted,

Getting sleep for me is like an uphill hike.

So Good Night,

Nope, not for me,

Sleep tight?

No, that’s not right.

You mean Sleep Fight?

Because this is a battle I have

Every Single Night.