Melatonin Sparks

Perhaps the moon is a lie
And the Earth is a snowglobe
With paintings and murals
And intricate design,

Stars are reflections of eyes
Of ailed people
In search of respite
And the darkness above
Is more than just the absence of light,

I think about this far too often
And it makes me wonder:
Do these things that keep me awake
Help you sleep tonight?