Fear In a Jar

I can't sleep Once again Tossing and turning till dawn With my covers pulled up Around my chin Hoping to outlast my own demons A simple victim of Overzealous puritan madness I think out loud as I'm Losing all rational thought As I glance at the blinking red light Of reality Nothing but a Mess of tangled nerves Great big knots of self doubt Lodge in my world Reaching in blind devotion for The little round gods of tranquillity That soothes the spirit and kills the soul A promise filled with lies