24 Sleep is for the weak?

Started the day late

Pile of work on table

Groggy feeling

Don't want to move

Asking myself why?

Perhaps everything is a lie

Feeling sleepy and tired

Emotions in turmoil

The pain won't go away

Even if I work everyday

For each day I'm awake

Brings back to the day you left

Perhaps I should just sleep

Lie down in bed

Think of nothing but sleep

For in sleep, I can escape