Sleep has escaped me this past week.
I mean to say that in the morn, not at night.
I wake at four, then five, and six,
Yet I fell asleep at only three.
My mind will not stop thinking.
I dream constantly and I recall it all.
Rest come quickly, and draw near to me
And bade my body to peace.

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every time that i think i've finally come to a solid conclusion,
or that i have finally reached a promising point in my life,
my world shatters before me,
only to crush what i thought were good plans
and when my security fails, i see clearly the list of my failures,
and the cycle begins again, and again, and again...