Why don’t I sleep?

Why don't I sleep? Those creepy crawlies under my bed Those monsters in my closet- they’re in my head instead The rotten apple is my heart I’m alone in the dark That black blanket pressing Down, down, down Cocooned and captured Yet comforted: The absence of sounds Whilst my thoughts drown Sleeping is for the weak I’m alert. Sound the sirens, alpha to delta When am I ever off duty? I deserve a pay rise I need a break I want to feel I’m stuck as this burnt out star In the blackening night sky And I wonder why black bags under my eyes Who’s surprised When I don’t sleep Sheer me, relieve me Of some sort of substance i feel it as the days drifts Yet night is when I’m still Grounded in the covers; quilted handcuffs Maybe I am guilty- is this my penance? At least in the darkness I can’t see In the darkness I’m not me Why don’t I sleep? Maybe the person in the morning is not someone I want to be