Shreds of threads ?

She tries to hide her thoughts to the corner of her mind but there are stubborn shreds of threads that lurk unkind
Thru the wee small hours her brain is blinking with mindless matters that keep her thinking..

These shreds of threads are twisted in a knot muddling her memories all to pot.. 
Those nighttime nasties that wax and wane driving one demented with an energy drain
“Go away shreds of threads, let me sleep and I shall drift off amidst a dreamland’s leap”