Closed
Staring
Laugh
Drift
One tone
Millions of imagination
Universe surround
Natural creations
Initially follow
No direction
Emotional
Temperamental
Easy to get carried away
Then rising
Then down
Degrees king who destroyed
Drowning in pain
Deep
More
There was no sound
Only moans instinct
Slowly out
Although interested in hand
But give back
Falling deeper and deeper
Then start looking for
Beautiful flower garden
Want to smell
Feel a sense of the beauty of the world of freedom.
Finally touched the fence
open slowly
Slowly views
Something that refreshes the heart.
Then when the final goal has been met with both eyes this
Slowly fading
All missing
Hallucination
Just a thought pseudo
Realized
All is fabricated
The series of surreal
Above the bed
YOU ARE READING
A Little Story Before Sleep
PoetryBefore sleep, i want to tell you about my day , and my night. No Frankenstein indeed, so you don't need to be scared.
