Good evening my friend Insomnia,
These meetings become more regular
How I wish you would show me your seductive ways,
But instead you bring me the darkest of days.
And tonight while we talk you'll promise so much,
You will sprinkle my mind with a magic touch,
And just as I taste the forbidden fruits,
A dawn chorus orchestra start playing their flutes,
So I will lay down once more and close my eyes tight,
Hoping to grasp whats left of the night,
And float on a dream that feels light as a feather,
To liven my body and soul more than ever,
But deep in the darkest part of my mind,
I feel her lurking to again be unkind,
Will she ever forget me and just go away,
So for once I can wake up refreshed for the day ?