'03 Cry Myself to Sleep


Yes, just like any other night,

visions of a lonely rage.

My mind and my body both begin to fight.

My eyes take all the pain.

The eyes witness slow fatigue.

My eyelids cover my glazed retina.

Suddenly I shiver from cold body heat.

Why can't I be in complete nirvana?

This chemical imbalance I can not beat.

A wet pillow as I face the ceiling;

Toss, turn till my body begins to arrest; tired.

One day I will dispose of this feeling.

The feeling that my eyes will never retire...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I want to go to sleep but I can not.

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