If sleep and rest should choose to cast you out
and the morning whispers behind your back
I fear that you must learn to do without
and make up for the sleep that you so lack

The nighttime takes you in its moonlit arms
and warns you that the sun is not your friend
It promises that it won’t do you harm
until the sunlight forces it to end

Eternity will laugh as you get dressed
and force yourself to face the day ahead
Everything you wrote last night’s a mess
Your thoughts are still collecting in your head

Oh sleep, oh sleep. Why can you not be kind?
Without you here I fear I’ll lose my mind.