Insomniatic me.
Sitting alone, watching tv.
Man, I just want some sleep
My pillow is calling to me.

Hiding from certainty.
Making my own reality.
As sleep eludes me.
Mania grips vibrantly.

Go to bed, Go to sleep.
She can wait til morning
Relax your mind, relax your mind.
It’s time to shut down.

Cascading from the mouth
The bottle gives a gift.
A gift of no return.
A gift of hibernation