Day and night are now the same Now that sleep plays its’ game An evil game of sleep rhoulette “How much sleep will she get?” Tick. Tick. Tick. The hours pass “How much longer will this last?” Pills. Stretches. Lights off. Lights on. Tossing, turning, “where has sleep gone?” Count sheep. Read. Drink milk, they say Still my nights become long days Dreams are now delusions Sleep is just an illusion Someday I will be fixed That is, if sleep still exists