My feet tingles with every step I take towards the place where sun sets and shines
My hand lingers on the top of the table where origamis and books laying bare
My body screams for the comfort of the mattress waiting for a mortal with open arms
My head is underwater for the nth time as I dive in
The moment when I close my eyes
All I see is flashing lights
Flashbacks and memories I drank inside a bottle of red wines
Stained white sheets not way passed my heels
I'm going crazy now
Wishing for good night sleep but how
No bad days and bad dreams
Night, night bedbugs bites
The cheapest bed I bought in a thrift shop is the most expensive place I can't afford to sleep in
The white crystal candies inviting a child
for a single bite
Not long enough I get drunk and dazed in its ecstasy
For once I sleep on my bed until the end of the good night
- Author: skyllamolie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 2nd, 2022 01:44
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
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