Endless Night

 Be quiet, let me sleep

 I am done with the days toil,

 The work, the competition, the promises 

The noise, the laughter And the sympathy 

Don't you feel my plight? Won't you let me be? 

Or will you continue with,

 Your ununderstandable demands, 

Until you are perfectly sated?

 The trials, the torture, the doubts

 The fear, the criticism and the hatred.

 Your questions I haven't any answers to,

 The pressure of being indebted 

Leave me!

 Let me succumb to the pleasures of sleep 

That uninhibited, unfathomable spasm

 Of unfeeling trance.

 Let me go.

 Let me be.