Sleep
Calling to me
But my hands are click-click-clicking

My head throbs, but
Pain is a small price
For this addiction, my sweet bliss

Sleep
Reaching for me
There's darkness that I need to see
But my mind is tick-tick-ticking

I should crumple the page,
Erase all the words,
But I'm in a foolish age
And their flying from me, free as the birds