Sleep is my anti-drug.
Sleep is purposeful oblivion.
Sleep is painkiller.
Sleep is solitude magnified.
Sleep is satisfying darkness.
Sleep is fear.
Sleep is safe.
Sleep is temporary death.
Sleep is a necessary long, deep breath.
Sleep is inescapable terror.
Sleep is out-of-control, fast-forwarded life.
Sleep is still, quiet peace.
Sleep is dying in slow motion.
Sleep is not my anti-drug.
Sleep is my drug—my pill that keeps me sane.