The razor’s edge
Splitting me in two.
Moments of clarity,
Only one or two.
Twisted within
my sanity…
Trying to piece
Together the mind
That sleep left behind.

Every minute
that passes
Eternity in need,
Seeking a restful deed.

No cause for concern, 
Even as the clock hands
Twist and swirl,
Naught left to do
On this tilt a whirl.

Sweet sandman return
To refresh my brain,
So i can be just
Myself again!