Analysis of Never

I’m begging for short peace which dare not come
Forsaking the rise of an unwelcome sun
I lay all day and restlessly wrestle
Clench my fists around sheets, grip ‘till they rip

Time dilates past the point of my sanity
Fingers too weak for me to last turn the key
Inhale, exhale, scoff, wheeze, scream and cry
To survive ‘till morning I must come undone

Walking to and fro with no destination
Thoughts jump ‘round in haphazard rumination
When at sweet last I am finally drifting
Scenes snatch like a captor around tired mind

Kaleidoscopes painted black, red, white and grey
Entities voicing existential dismay
Skies roiling, threatening to fall without a care
Eyes already closed leave me no place to hide

Roused to lay drowning in residual fears
Sheets soaked by a soul and its lake of hot tears
A quality of rest will never be found
Before morning I rise, awake yet not alive

I will never sleep again