I certainly would forgive you
For thinking I'm asleep
I've been tossing and turning all night
On a pattern of stripes
And a rickety boxspring
And I see a confession of daylight
As the sun claims a colorful sky
To a nocturnal mind, it's a beautiful sight
It makes me dizzy
I've counted the tiles in the ceiling
I could draw you the cracks in the pipes
I consider myself an expert obvserver
With bags under bloodshot eyes
I'm getting a bit too comfortable
Having chemicals running the night
But in poetry and prose
The precedent shows
You have to hit bottom
Before you start feeling alright
So wish me some sweet dreams
Recurring and happy
And read me a story
Like it's all I have left
And turn all the lights out
Like you're keeping a secret
Or joke there's no reason to be up this late
I'm worried I'm slowly regressing
To a sad, angry shell of myself
I will fashion this room
To a comfortable tomb
Just you watch me
I'm forgetting the basics
Of sleeping and waking
And making sense out of the world
Cause I haven't seen daylight this week
And I'm far too tired to sleep
Delusions are stones
We have already thrown
And have sunk to the bottom of oceans
But the time on the clock
Seems to float to the top
To wreck havoc on human emotion
I awoke with a start
With my hand on my heart
It's was beating, so I'm sure i'm alive
A conclusion I can be unsure of
From time to time