Sleep seems to be escaping me now.
I'm delirious.
I'll crash soon.
Counting sheep only makes me dizzy.
Reading is futile.
Trying to search for a reason for this insanity.
But I'm too fatigued to figure anything out.
I had one dream during all this.
I was tap dancing.
I can't remember where, or for whom.
Just the shiny black shoes.
Funny thing is, I don't Tap dance.
And I can't remember if it was day or night.
Is it light or dark outside?
My head is spinning.
My body wearing down.
I feel a numbing sensation in my legs.
I'll just stare into the mist.
Someone needs to claim me.
Identify my remaining existence.
Before I fade into the woodwork.
I'll be easy to spot.
I'll be holding my heart.
