I sleep.
It’s all black,
only to find out that
the mind is awake.
Painting visions
of a million colors
It made my sleep
into a journey
to another world.
Yet, when I
wake up once
again,
all is left is the
messy room
and as such,
I weep.
I sleep.
It’s all black,
only to find out that
the mind is awake.
Painting visions
of a million colors
It made my sleep
into a journey
to another world.
Yet, when I
wake up once
again,
all is left is the
messy room
and as such,
I weep.