Amity and Animosity

Sitting here in solace, nothing interrupting my bliss, yet I still feel as if something is somewhat amiss. The air feels stale here, smells dingy like clothing left to mildew. I soon grew drowsy as soon as the sun's light hit the dew. I knew I needed sleep, you see I had been awake for days in a haze, feeding myself endless coffee. My knees beginning to shake, for the sake of my health I had to retire. My eyes are on fire, I'm so drowsy, so lazy, and beginning to be on the verge of going crazy. I finally slink into bed like a slug, snug. I drift, I'm fast asleep now.