kind of addicting, isn't it?

In this Gehenna, a realm of daydream unveils-flourished with warm sweetened honey words, perfectly enveloping me from harsh reality. Aids me to escape from cold ghost under my bed. :)) 

every midnight mood: cold air seeps; soft blanket tightly encase around my neck; radiation light reflects in my eyes-which are slightly aching btw :(( ; scrolling through my phone while reading became habitual. Im drown, willing to be dead.