I can’t write like this

Twitchy eye, oh twitchy eye, why do you constantly try,
to infuriate me with your spasms? Oh how my anger grows by fathoms,
I long for you to end this now, if you don’t I’ll have a cow.
Almost everything I’ve tried, short of punching myself in the eye.
Twitchy eye, oh twitchy eye, why can’t you just let me get by?

I keep trying to push ahead and get at least four hours of writing in each day, but my body is now showing signs that I need to focus more on my health. The twitchy eye is one of the many small indicators of lack of sleep, among many other things. Break time.