I begin now, to understand, why lack of sleep is so addictive. The last few nights have been overwhelming in the sense that I've barely slept at all... my brain and eyelids feels heavy but I feel alive. Caffience humming through my veins dousing me in wakefulness even though my body is protesting endlessly...
sleep (slēp) n. A natural periodic state of rest for the mind and body, in which the eyes usually close and consciousness is completely or partially lost, so that there is a decrease in bodily movement and responsiveness to external stimuli. During sleep the brain in humans and other mammals undergoes a characteristic cycle of brain-wave activity that includes intervals of dreaming. A period of this form of rest. A state of inactivity resembling or suggesting sleep; unconsciousness, dormancy, hibernation, or death.
Try as i might sleep evades me. In the tresses of my unconsciousness looms a great darkness. Fear reverberates through my very core... I'm scared... of sleep and dreams, of the nightmares that plague my usually dreamless sleep.
Who is that, there in the shadowy darkness? Who is it that frightens me so?
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