Insomnia

It's 2 am and I wish I was asleep
To dream such things I wish to keep
Instead I Toss and turn in my bed
Held captive my thoughts in my head
In darkness I stare at the ceiling
Hoping to find some sort of healing
To cure this insomnia giving me peace
Rather I tear apart my thoughts by piece
2 am has no evolved into 3
I look around to find only me
It seems to me that I am at war
Against myself and I'm losing so far
Running from night to find the sun
Never have I ran so fast to never have won
3 am has now evolved into 4
All I want is sleep and nothing more
In solitude I lay sleepless
Past shadows leave me restless
And theses thoughts they consume me
Like a drug damn give me the roofie
So maybe I'm addicted to the past
Suffering from withdraws that last
Maybe I'm just addicted to thinking
Because current situations leave me thinking
They are like Demons that I can't shake
Like the devil himself is keeping me awake
Four has now evolved into five
I'm still awake to my surprise
These walls are beginning to in close
To suffocate me I suppose
Fear in my eyes I slowly inhale
Tell myself it's alright then I exhale
As I take coverage under sheets I realize
U can't hide from yourself your truth nor your lies.