Death equilivant

Trying to fall asleep is like death
when your not tired it feels likfe forever till sleep creeps on ya
your on the brink but laying there, eyes clsed, wrapped in blankets head face down feel like your forcing something, like trying too hard. with only your breathing to keep you company you never know when
your waiting for something that may or may not come, and its all too reminscent of death.
you know its there, its out there, around every corner, under every street, every step you walk could be your last but most of the time it isnt.
you may be thinking your Superman but your more of a Clark Kent
(sorry, i cant do 4 yous in a row)
its out there, it always is,
that stained breath in the middle of July,
a cough of blood,
the hair standing up on the back of your neck, its him. its all him. he watches over us, like god but wiht less love and more of a mandatory need.
so sleep soundly and peacefully knowing hes there but know your time,
he will reap when clock ticks zero, not a second before.
hey, least your never alone.