Another sleepless night.
Another day I don’t care to see.
Hiding again from morning’s light.
Why must it come to torment me?
What did I do to deserve this fate?
What evil have I commited?
The sun’s rays burn with hate.
To what sin haven’t I admitted?
My head pounds and aches.
My eyes grow dark and tired.
The sun’s light my eyes it rakes.
My will tested, forge-fired.
Rest eludes my mind.
It runs from my feeble grasp.
When I leave all these cares behind.
Will I be able to sleep at last?