Sleep,
I need it so bad,
I want it right now,
like a ***** for some love,
there's nothing I'm above,
Sleep,
The tranquil appeal of silence,
cut off from the world,
nothing in my ears,
free from all my fears.
Sleep,
Why is it so good,
yet unattainable for me,
is it that I don't deserve,
or is that just what I observe.
Sleep,
I'll get it some day,
as it alludes me like a bird,
flying high into the sky,
dodging me until I die.