Opposite Rhythm

Sleeping during the day, staying awake at night; opposite rhythm does harm, I gulp down strong coffee... my body shakes like leaves blown by a chilly breeze. I don't wonder where the spotty moon went; I ponder on words: leaking fate to loss... loneliness to cost. Owls look too sad without moon rays; they have no friend... would that be me? They know that opposite rhythm does harm. They feel fear, then flee.