Insomnia

Anyone well-acquainted with the heartache of sleep deprivation will appreciate this.

My heavy limbs are filled with sand
My aching body does demand
"Deliver me at last to stand
Before the gates of la-la-land!"

I tuck myself beneath the sheet
And pray for sleep both quick and sweet
But last nights problems just repeat
Insomnia I just can't beat

Eyeballs roll and blankets twist
For me relief does not exist
The sleepy train again I've missed
I'm starting to get really pissed

In weakened state I start to plot
It's clear the Sandman must be shot!
For who should sleep while I cannot?
In sleepless graves we all shall rot!

In dead of night I get my gun
And pretty soon I hear someone
Quickly down the hall I run
And shoot a bullet through my son

I envy not my son, though he
Now peaceful sleeps eternally
For now thanks to my killing spree
I, as well, am set quite free

'Cause I in sleepless state did kill
I'm locked up in the hospital
Where doctors do dispense goodwill
And cure my woes with a small white pill