Sleepless Night

Sleep will not come,

It has lost the taste for me.

Dreams have taken over some,

But in the end I'm not allowed rest easily.

When did this first occur,

Is really pertinent for you to know.

It was for sure,

The New Years of blows.

Since then rarely have I been rested,

When I wake up in the morning.

I thought I was being tested,

But then at night the world stopped turning,

Nights run on forever.

My mind stayed at full speed,

Which is not clever,

Because the mind has this need,

For a reduction in velocity,

Which was just not delivered.

It might be a waste and a pity,

That my mind gets shredded,

Because it is overrun.

Hate breeds thought,

But adds a ton,

Of shit on all that is sought.

So it all started with a fight,

And the feeling of hate,

But that is not what keeps night bright,

There has been added chummed bait.

My grades plummeted,

Band I couldn't focus,

Awake again cause I couldn't stomach it.

I cried this brought on mucus,

Which made it hard to breathe.

When I need the grads,

The cumulative GPA math,

Were always a few shades,

Under the needed,

Two point double zero.

So I was kicked off the math team,

After being they're scoring hero.

What was easy now seamed,

So difficult.

Need only a C,

Got an E like the people I ridiculed.

Want to play lacrosse,

Sorry not eligible,

So there's some more loss,

Sleep, damn coach was pretty gullible.

Did I mention my baby(ies),

And how in the end,

You will never see,

Them, because I can't send,

Them from where they reside,

In my loss of sleep called dreams.

There is Sean Junior by my side,

I then become fully aware and it means,

Nothing because I'm still alone,

They(he) died before he was a kid.

I let out a lack of rest moan,

Which I can't rid,

Myself of.

The ex left and killed Elizabeth Lee,

Yes this is a nightmare I speak of,

But it helped with my split personality.

Which garnered a little more sleep,

But the loss of what I thought,

Was my other half made me weep,

And you know what that brought.

I couldn't eat,

All I could do was rest,

But that wasn't neat,

Because I was a mess.

I get a better,

And she still there,

Keeping me up as if I'm a bed wetter.

I'm finally able to tear,

Her out of my life,

But that came at the death of Little Blue,

Which is more strife,

Once again making me bid adou,

To Mr. Sandman.

Maybe someday he'll come visit,

But till then,

I'll just have to miss it.