I haven't slept in days,
The bed seem such a foreign place.
My mind keeps me up in all the strangest ways.
And my dreams are nothing more then games of catch and chase.
I try to find sanity as I lay and stare.
The stars doting the ceiling a mere mockery of the sky.
I simply am one that will never compare
To the solitude you find your comforts in as time passes by.
Yet I let you plague my mind,
Like a disease you creep in and take over my dreams.
Gods, you know that I have tried!
Can you even hear my desperate screams?
Peace so eluding I cannot think straight.
This bed just seems like another grave.
The mind so far gone from the crushing weight
Of the memories you so graciously gave.