So Insomina is winning it's battle against me once again so I've decided to write some simple poetry.
Welcome to my weary world friend
where to sleep has become my dream
I know how absurd that to think one would sleep instead of dreaming of endless worlds.
You see if you are like me I'm riddled with days and nights
to where my hearts true desires just the rest that every man needs.
So this haunting endless dream has devoured my days
and has proved that times truly endless
for to break from this dream would be just to sleep
but the world seems to enjoy this torment.
