Deprivation, hallucination

Ahhh, daybreak again!
how am i meant to sleep now?
may as well stay awake,
have a coke and a cold shower

six a.m quickly turns to seven
slumber hints with a sign
it's probably best to get some rest
but my body's not all that kind.

you see, its this heat
it does things to my brain
i can normally just drift away
or revel in the sounds of rain

its the burn
rising through the floor
a suffocating grind
and lack of breeze through an open door

I'm stuck sipping luke warm water
from the edge of a broken cup
I'd open up a window,
but my windows are painted shut.

my hands dampen the pages with sweat
messy as i scribe
illustrations dissolve across the paper
and before my eyes they come alive

distorted, they show me their scars
and freshly opened wounds
they show me their newest party tricks
and their strange foreign foods

they play music that I've never heard
and linking arms they dance together
the awkward Irish nerd
with the Latino dressed in leather

I close my book with a snap
sealing them safely inside
and then i lay my head down
and slowly close my eyes

...silence. Can you hear it?

My eyes are only closed for a minute
before they spring back open wide
I spy the girl of my dreams
A furious dog gnawing at her side
she smiles at me
and I quickly smile back
Drifting off, just like in the movies
everything just fades to black

...silence. Can you hear it?