yabs

A sleep deprived curse
From a lifestyle long faded
Diverted to hours
Of writing and reading

Come morning sun
My eyes dry up
My blood thickens
And my weakness apparent

So many ideas
For scripts and novels
From movies to philosophies
All abandoned halfway

Chapters of broken thoughts
Lessons never shared
Epiphanies of the highest regard
At the price of two hours of sleep

Eyes of red
Body of weariness
A pimple covered face
Two hours of sleep

Eyebag-mascara
Shoulders slouched low
A drained ad fading mind
Let me sleep two hours more