Sometimes I grow shorter

Sometimes I go for sleep
and than sometimes I live a life of restlessness
for me to say I'm content is a lie
if it were true my tongue would dissolve before your very eyes
I'm 5'2 and seem to get shorter everyday
I have this dream that gravity is slowing crushing me
My eyes are blue like ice colder and lighter they become with every  wisp of my lash

prying from across the room is my midnight cat
pounces like a lion thirsting for a snack

At last I am done writing this for what reasons I am are unknown but the story continues because I am still getting shorter and my eyes draining their color