lack of sense, form and style (doubt it)

All I wish for is some rest
for my tormented head
Always waiting for the best
seven hundred times I shed
my skin and clothes so dead
I'd better rush for bed
Dreams are no resort
I lose support
of arms and legs
walking on eggs
walking an edge
I put in a pledge:
I'll be good
I'll take my rest
Do only my best
Feed the poor,
do all the chores,
I'll do sports
and show support,
I'll be your sun!
Becoming completely insane
is what I could easily gain
Destroying a life
while playing a game
For fun, not for the fame
Insomnia turns me vile
with an insolent smile
I just want my sleep
and I want it deep
Get out of my head
operate on this need
to have a warm bed
and something to eat.
I've no time for this!
Don't talk to me, please!
It's a waste of verbs,
take back your herbs
They won't help me.
They won't make me stop.
Just walk away and don't talk.
Don't offer total disclosure.
Don't offer me common sense.
I know I'm way too intense
I like it , I enjoy the suspense.
At some point it'll break me.
if I can't take it, then let it take me.
I'll have my profound sleep forever.
I'll find rest when we sever.