SLEEP by bwbear                     Sleep is waging war with me,                     threatening to render me helpless                     against THEM (the enemy).                     I'll fight and hold out as long as I can                     but surrender is inevitable                     for I am outnumbered and surrounded.                     What happens when the protector                     needs to be protected?                     Defenses have resorted to mutiny,                     treason is alive and well,                     sometimes even bold enough to                     Show it's face.                     But when it does,                     all I see are children,                     hurting, scared, and confused,                     really no different than me.                     Go away,                     hide in someone else's shadow                     make yourselves my enemies                     for I know how to fight                     But I don't know how to love.