Sleep through, the pain.
Sleep through, the rain.
Sleep through, the bullet-
shaped thoughts,
shooting through,
every, train platform, of my brain.

Sleep through, the dreams.
Sleep through, the nightmarish screams.
Sleep through, the sodden,
bed-shaped linen,
now, see-through,
with blood boiling, sweat, never seen.

Sleep through, the angst.
Sleep through, the anxious...