Insomnia what a cruel mistress you are.
You take me away from my safe haven, sleep, the place I go to get away from it all.
You make me keep living the day as long as you can.

You leave me awake and wanting, hunting my thoughts, running scared to sleep.

Eyes weak and heavy, yet my blood pumps hard, heart beat is quickens, and my legs restless.

Freedom of the pain, a ease into less chaos, and a sweet passing into the night is all I ask.