Living
On the edge
Of adrenaline
With caffeine
No sleep.

Torture team
Manage manager
Calm customers
Shoot supplier
No sleep.

Fixes fail
Skype saviour
Possible plan
Fanatic focus
No sleep.

Forget food
More madness
Temper tantrum
Solution soon
No sleep

Rock & roll
Back broken
Problem past
Adrenaline addict
No sleep

Go to bed – write this poem.

One thundery night,
When the sounds of beads filled my ears,
I discern a moment of peace
One that reminded me of being in the arms of Morpheus

I sat on what seemed like a sea of cotton;
I heard the cries of the faint violet skies,
All the more when it screamed,
And no longer did I feel my spirit lift

Contemplating on what the problem might be
I recognize the cries of plea
One that I knew of
One of thee

I sat in silence, once again
Perceiving all that I could feel
The cries came after a blaze of light
But all the more of what was inside

The thunderstorm was familiar;
It was someone that I knew
Sitting here, once again, in peace
Seeing that it was parallel to me

Have you ever loved someone so much
But knew the fee was high
That every time you shed a tear
He made you want to die.

Have you ever looked into his eyes
And said a little prayer?
Have you ever confided on all the lies
And wished to feel better.

Have you ever felt his heartbeat,
When he told you to do so?
And whisper, "Why, if you don't love me
Do you never let me go."

Have you ever tried so hard not to cry
Just so he won't hear.
Have you ever at least tried
To hide such huge amount of fear.