Until the sun has
slunk away behind the world
like a sullen child
and all of those in the know
have sunk their deepened faces
into some soft surface
or another.
Stay awake until the
screens have all gone
white and voiceless
and cursing those
still open eyed
and breathing in this
bitter night.
Stay awake
until your eyes burn red
and the room draws in tight
around the four corners of the bed
and all is lost
forever and is gone.
But still
stay awake.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
i love this poem.
i hate to stay awake though.
sometimes i must stay awake
when i do ,maybe i will remember these words
Jesus, I empathise with this poem right now.
Nice words…very cute. I think it paints a wonderful picture…I know there’s just something in it and it’s quite different and new. It capsulates the feeling!