Sleepless in the Mind

It all feels harder
The demons are out to play
A coffee surge briefly banishes
These banshees
I can't explain it
It's under water
Around people, my mind could
Shutter, unless sleep
Prevents. Under stars, grassy
Cars, over-eating reeds;
Marshes, sink my feet, my
feet. I'm here under
ground.
Should do I resurrect
Picking words and seeing
others. Around about
Another sip, laying down
upon my hips.