Deprived

When your eyelids are feeling heavy
Like boulders on your shoes
To lift your spirits and your eyes high
Becomes no easier than than breathing

It tells you a truth, when in control
That you no longer want to be in control
That rather you'd rest your head on comfort
Alone with darkness and silence as bedfellows

Just leave me alone, daylight and priority
Let me be underneath the sheets and warmth
Or speak to myself for once
Close your eyes before the night turns tomorrow