Restless Nights, Restless Nights,
I lay awake in bed,
The manic distorting the thoughts in my head,
The darkness encasing while they sleep like the dead.

I feel it torment me,
Painting me in a million colours,
Poking at the dormant horrors,
That keep me awake in bed.

In them I see- the face I hide,
One not the strongest,
Nor the kindest nor the brightest,
A burning star that lays awake in bed.

Burn it shall, till it can,
Hide its shall, till it can't,
Engraving itself till it shalln't be supplant,
The monster-I am lays awake in bed.