Lay me down in the sheets designed to surround my bodies bounds, Let me drown in the waters of  what's to be a "peaceful" sound.

There is just no sleeping tonight
I am trying but my mind won't let everything be alright.
So I sit, gaze straight ahead In hopes that just might.. A little rest shall be In near sight.

The coffee *** is waiting.
ready for the dawning of early morning light,
but as I lay my body down in the sheets designed for  sleep, Like the white rabbit this plague of fear falls upon me:
"What if my dream is not a dream but a nightmare of my reality"?