another isomniac rant

[princezzj]

Sleep why do you betray me?
Abandon me in my time of need?
Are we not friends, you and I?
Who gladly together pass the time?
The damp and cool January is bitter
She is perhaps angry with me
With the dampness comes the pain
All old injuries screaming to life
And you dear friend who brings solace
Will not come to ease the aches
That have long now been settled within me