Sleepless deprivation, mundane to disengage,

the requiem of previsions, to be foreseen, envisage.

In, retrospected equivalence, indistinctive, rather,

that losing sight in sleep, these visions, I can’t uncover.

Seeing vagued portrayals, but, my mind is still awake,

I hope, it’s not astro projection, for that, I won’t take.

Perhaps, I need to just calm down, let my mind be at ease,

and decrease my coffee intake, to catch up on some z’s.