Yearn for sleep
But keep it at bay
That distant sirens song
Oblivion calling
Rest after a day of being
Keep it away
Give just a few more hours of wake
Tomorrow brings anxiety
Sours the taste of sleep
Makes everything a little worse
A little paler
Life drained out
Trapped and uncomfortable
Too cold
Too much chatter
Not enough content
Not enough freedom
Going to work
Trapped with limited free will
No peace
Pelgris 