A Little Story Before Sleep

Part 4

I just dreamy

all by myself

ahh .. my legs blown by wind

roaring so smooth

The second blank stares

against a white screen

The finger moves limp

mind jumped away

I feel

I explore these feelings

I found

a weaker self 

named " lonely "

the time

day

month

feels alone

I miss going to a memory

against the cool weather from a big tree

with friends

who never knew destiny to split

boisterous laughter

sweat vigorously

joke rich in dreams

hopefully the day

...

..

.

.

in this thin bed

I'm just dreaming, for the time

a small dream of dreams

to always be together, forever