O Sleepless Night

The street is dark and still It is empty of people and life Quiet is the sound that echoes Through the gentle breeze Of this night I am drained of all energy Deep breaths strain to settle me But my mind races, my heart chases After the sweet drunken stupor of sleep Where consciousness slips into dreams And fantasy finally becomes real And I escape my existence for a moment As I soar on the wings of my illusions But sleep is fit and swift I run but can barely keep up Then with a bolt, a dash, and a sprint It steps up the distance between us Till I can barely see its shadow And daylight is finally upon us