A Sleepless Night...

By the time the sun did set,
All my plans had been upset,
It was going to be yet another fight.

The eyes refusing to shut,
The mind thinking in a glut,
It was yet another sleepless night.

A ticking clock, a tinkling chime,
On trial again for a perceived crime,
The past's case seemed airtight.

A flash of lightning in the window,
A rash of fears waiting to harrow,
There was to be no respite.

Fishing for hope in such a stream,
I caught a glimpse I didn't want to see;
But then, a nightmare is also a dream,
And dreams don't come alive for free.