One more like the last

 Just one more line,

Like the last  two, Maybe three, 

And that one were you said

"That is definitely enough for me."

Barking up the wrong tree, 

Unable to relax, 

Just breath. 

Everything has to be done, 

As the to do list grows. 

So maybe sniffing lines in the kitchen, 

Putting off all of the things 

Fuk the list, 

Pretending it's all right. 

But a sleepiness night is coming, 

And no dreams, 

 Just Buzzing in your head. 

As you mutter or did you even say it out loud? 

One more, sure I'll never sleep now. 

Beat, defeated and headache 

Matched  with a sore heart. 

The fast beat is out of rythem, 

That last one wasn't so smart. 

And you're eyes are closed tight, 

As you feel it's going to be a restless night. 

Trying to at lest pretend you are sleeping, 

In the hope it might kick in, 

Knowing full well

Mornings coming quick. 

Looking at the time, 

Just to add and subtract, 

To see how many hours 

You could get off sleep 

if it really happen quick. 

But only to hear the alarm. 

Knowing you've fuked up again.