Psychotic Psychosis

I should just take a leak and lay back down to get some sleep
 But chances on that looking bleak
Fukkit I'm up may as well get fukkd up
 Into the wind with three more sheets
 Turning in to sleep it was silent with not a peep
 Then he began counting out the flock
 Like tick tocks from a clock
 I heard it as he was
 Herding up his sheep
 A week no sleep
 Two weeks no eat
 Completely defeated
 I'll repeat to deplete
 Scatterbrained
 Broken windowpane
 It's a guessing game dizzy head change
 Will this strain refrain
 Upside downside front side backwards
 Broken picture frame
 Tis a damn shame
 Unbecomingly sane
 In complete disdain
 From all these fukkn stains from these rusty chains on my fukkin brain and this fukkn blame is so fukkn lame
 Bottom side upside inside backwards
 Broken blood veins
 As they break in vain
 Waning candle flames
 With my brain in chains
 In the rain the same
 With no change in pain plainly in the rain
 Plainly falls in shame mainly on the plains
 Where the pain explains I'm a speeding train
 Higher than a crane
 Overshot my aim left of center lane
 Going down the drain
 A week no sleep two weeks I barely eat now
 Too weak to tweak
 Too tweaked to sleep
 Too geeked to eat
 I've repeatedly completed Repletion deletion with depletion completion complete
 Yet once again when I lay down
 To try to rest and get some sleep
 I can still hear
 The Ole Devil
With his flock counting sheep