The Sleep Thief's return.

He’s here again. Stark figure against the lamplight He’s come for you Everyday the same, escape impossible You cannot live without him You need him as much as air And yet he takes and Only gives illusions back Leaves with a bitter-sweet taste of success Short-lived, reality hits in The morning light. Cruel and fresh Against the prospects of the day Lack of, says you, for he Has taken everything The night before. Now you Start again to build the purpose And the dreams you want to have When sleep stops stealing dreams away