Night time.
When the sun goes,
Thoughts turn into dragons.
Demons lurk behind corners,
Sucking peace like otter-pops.
Chemical induced nightmares,
Give way to fitfull trembles.
Never sleep.
Gone are the days,
When night was a welcome
Respite from the bustle.
Never will it come again.
Don't tell me it will take time.
I don't want to hear it.
It's all a crock of poop
To pay someone's bills.
The reality is the world is a changin'
There is no going back.
And sleep will never come again.
Ever.
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