Late night analogy of a caffeinated man

The moment our body starts to beg for our bed, is the moment our body begins to dread.

No man can withstand the power of tiredness, Even the busiest man on the planet.

You drink tons of coffee,
Tons of energy drink,
And tons of caffeine.

But no one can ever replace the power of sleeping.

I sleep for 5 to 7 hours a day, I'm like an iPhone for pete's sake.

We all are.

Staying late has a reason. Well maybe a thousand reason. You maybe staying up late because of something, you might be staying up late because of someone.

Or maybe you are staying up late because you are just sick.

The damn insomnia that strikes in a bit.

The sweet tender bed that calls you every night, but there is Facebook and twitter almost every single night.

It's a conflict of interest well you might say, I'm just speaking out something that i just want to say.

Abusive logic our mind can be, but our bodies are depleting instantly.

Give in give in, give in to your sleep. Before you start to see the lurker in your dreams.

I had a cup of this bitter drink, two spoons of it without sugar in it. Black as hell like my friend... I am not racist but i sure like to tell.

My heart is pounding like the clock is ticking, I'm just waiting for my final sailing. Let me sail across the sea, the deep dark sea if which i can only see.