Die

This is sort of a sad, dark poem, but everyone has had days like this. I don't know why I titled it 'Die', because the poem is more about renewal than death. Oh well.

Die
Sleep
Thoughtless
Mere fragments
The day is over
Or so I hope
Curl up
Let it pass
Sleep
Try again
Fail
Cry
Keep crying
Feel nothing
Closed from the world
Sleep
Only me
All alone
Sigh
Shooting pain
Brain freeze
Failed success
Sleep