Tired

I'm tired

My body feels like a two-ton pile of lead

I drag my body to complete tasks

That I used to enjoy 

But now dread

That was before sandbags found their homes

Permanently behind my eyelids

I think of sleep

And at night I am eager to go to bed

But in its stead

I get jolted awake

From some unknown reason

Maybe it's something in the air

Or the season

I thought of rules to bend this curve

Trying desperately to observe

Any positive change

I'm starting to feel deranged

From this lack of sleep

Performing at sub-par

I feel like the tar

Beneath my feet

All I want to do is sleep