Defer to none.

I struggle against sleep,
Trying to keep my eyes open,
if they close, I shall lose,
what it means to be awake.
The hours pass along,
one after the other,
they march on, turning my
sleepless nights into a long drama,
One which has neither an ending,
nor the curtains ever fall.
A weird snake slides down my throat,
Clutching my nicotine starved lungs.

Feeling the familiar thirst,
the old lust claiming its fill.
Drinking away every ounce of faith,
Clearing the path for no misery.
Unseen medusae turned me to stone,
yet i clung to the one shred of belief
No matter what was to happen,
You'd bring me relief.
I was mistaken, as ever,
you couldn't even read under
my sleep starved eyes.