Narcolepsy

[Beoslasher]

Trains go running through my head;

steam comes out my ears.

I can't stop my brain it seems;

sleeps so far from here.

 

I ponder throwing my thoughts away,

and I climb into the dumpster.

I fall and fall and fall, and poof;

I'm right back where I started

 

My blankets are hot.

my pillows too cold.

my window is cracked,

but the heater is jacked.

 

I swim in my daydreams,

and run through my thoughts.

I walk through the maybes,

All I want to do is stop.

 

The clock was at 12,

and now its at 4,

soon it'll be 6,

what's the point of sleep anymore?

 

I might as well embrace the thoughts and the chatter;

the noise my head makes, oh why does it matter?

Embrace the things that make you fall apart at the seams;

who needs sleep, not me...then I dream