Short Story Picture Book - The Eyes of the Sleep Deprived

When the night ends
The sun will be so much more
In the eyes of the sleep deprived
I cannot understand
Where I’ve been but everything
I’ve done has led me back to this

There was not warning
When all the world shifted
Everything I’d seen got mixed up
With different memories
There was no warning then there was not light

But when the night ends I might make sеnse
Of things again

Burning out the dreams
Thе light comes creeping in
All the faces, all the visions are frozen in time
The light will show me true how it's meant to be
My memories align for a moment