I seek a healer

Passes away the day's might,
Settles the bruising night.
Happy faces say goodbye,
Back my demons, eye to eye.
I feel as a mess, a shallow lake.
I sense distress, all times awake.
Why I have not the most common gift,
To sleep tightly and not go adrift.
Everyone around me calls it a night,
Whereby starts my dreadful fight.
Sanity is no longer in control,
As the night breathes darker coal,
I count sheep, only to fall asleep
Not much later all I do is weep.
No texting, no late night calls,
Without a soulmate my world falls.
I shiver, I sneeze, squeakingly
Past midnight, thoughts all worriedly?
Now when I say I seek a healer,
you better not be the fun maker
The truth is, it isn't a funny business
To struggle alone in the night empress.