Insomnia

Sleep, the void between the living and the dead.
Eyes never close no matter how long it’s been.
Since the last slumber the restlessness is taunting me [I’m falling],
Just to close my eyes and fade into sleep [I’m falling].
Who would ever believe that this challenge has become me?
Sleeping is no crime, but it’s criminal not to surrender me to this one last...
Time passes so slowly while I’m lying here awake, mind and body never seem to deteriorate.
Death spares me this torture and confusion [I’m falling],
This sickness will overcome [I’m falling].
Who would ever believe that this challenge has become me?
Sleeping is no crime, but it’s criminal not to surrender me to this.
To set me free, to feel release, to break free from this insomnia.
For all the wasted days, I raise my white flag to you and I hope to see past all the time I spent lying in bed, when I should’ve been wide awake.
I should’ve been wide awake.
Forced down by the undertow, drowning with the fear of the end.
Since the last slumber I’m being carried away, just to stay afloat and not fade away...