Why oh why do I fight
The lull of precious sleep at night
Daytime demons torment me, and so
Those demons I need to let go
Chaotic thoughts rear their ugly heads
I need to extinguish them, instead
It is that impulse somniferous
That I end up trying to suppress
Giving my overstimulated mind
Further ammunition such that I am inclined
To ruminate, cogitate, contemplate
Thus instead of transitioning to a restful state
I end up more awake- with a body crying out
For restorative sleep, which I again go without…
Passion...unbridled 