THE BATTLE WITH SLEEP

Like a crocodile engulfing me in its jaws
Like a python wrapping me in its grasp
Like a tiger holding me down with its paws
Like an octopus arresting me in its clasp
The tentacles of sleep pull me deeper still
Like a venus flytrap swallowing its kill
Yet with the last bit of will I go on fighting
Hitting, stabbing, pushing, biting
Away from the dangerous limbs and teeth
Far away from crocs and tigers, trying to breathe
Yet the joy of the victory only a moment will last
Its retaliation will be strong and fast
The minions of the sandman will try every new ruse
As my battle with sleep continues......