Creepy alarm beeps at two,
Not morning but noon...
I am not crying,
I am not dying...
I pull back,
shut myself...
My thousand beautiful desires,
zaped into a dream called you...
Toss and turn at night,
For some sleep, just might...
Faded love,
Dab little rose...
Setting the coarse hair straight,
Noticed, the lines to deepen await...
Away you walk,
Dont care to talk...
'Bang'
"yes?"...
At the door,
The thinness of the light disappeared...
Standing on edge of the dreams,
I bid you adieu to move on...
Thoughts and dreams,
Day or night...