Poetic Justice: Cupcake Flavored Ambien

I was told to go to bed, not to sleep
Sleep is just a suggestion, I think
The TV is too loud, so I'll just read
Words on the page carry me to dreams
I jump awake every time the hero speaks
Darkness blurs corners of the room I'm in
Pocketing me in a bubble of light
My eyes have gone blurry with future sleep
The lamp warms me like the sun on my head
Am I under a tree in a dream world
Or still reading in my bed
This J looks comfortable, so I think I'll sit
My brain wonders what word I'm on
When I open my eyes the book is gone
I snuggle into J with my blanket
Repeating the letter, so I won't forget
I toss and turn, but I can't find sleep
I can't until I know what happens next
Sleep is important, but I don't need it now
I reach for the book with my other hand
I flip the page and flip it again
I cannot stop until I reach the end
The reward is sleep at 4am!