Sleep

I long for sleep Hope for a little rest Maybe some solitude Or piece of mind at best I think not No rest for the weary It's hard to see through eyes Eyes that are blinded by tears Tears that drip onto my page It makes me aware of my age I wish I could go back And start this journey all over again Where I can't find darkness Darkness that calls me friend And torments my soul Because he knows where addicts go ... Sleep? Not today He smiles and walks away.