when sleep is scarce

it's a constant battle with my own eyelids,
fighting to stay awake.
just 12 hours ago, i knew it was a bad idea
but pain doesn't have a hold button.
sadness can't just be turned off.
laughing ought not be postponed.
sleep just lingered patiently in the background.

"there's nothing you can do that can't be done."

he doesn't know the thoughts i think
until the fateful nights when booze becomes to much
the constant flow of bad decisions, honest thought.

"love is all you need."