Never at rest

My eyes
cracked and bleeding
Gouged out by the day
but tonight, no sleep

They won't fall at all
Not even an inch
A toss, then a turn
when will it end

I need to sleep
to have dreams
I try an old tick
and count sheep

Soon they start to rip in half
the dead corpses tire out
They can't jump another fence
and there is nothing left to count

I have another sessions
of tosses and turns
I wish I could fall asleep
my eyes start to burn

Oh it is the top of torture
Laying awake
Tired as hell
feeling like I might break

O' old Mr.Sandman
why must you be so torturous?
Will my only sleep
be the sleep of death?