Seconds feel like minutes
Minutes just like days
Night the hardest time of day
As 4am knows all my secrets

I envy those who sleep easy
Their brains must be that much clearer, less muddled
So that those thoughts that haunt me late at night
Are kept well away from their own night's rest

Sleep such a luxury
One I can not afford
As dawn comes all the closer
No second of sleep to count

All I have to show for this night
Are worries resting deep, deep in my head