*Wide awake dreaming
I speak through my dreams,
Reality pours its gin onto my throat.
I spit, I vomit, I try to run away from it.
I end up crying all alone,
Sitting on a deserted home!
Broken, shattered, its glass panels!
My tears frozen with time,
Yet my heart bleeds red as always.
I wonder if it’s all real.
I wonder if the sun is red or my eyes.
It's red anyway,
Only a few days left to die.
I can read my future now,
It's as clear as mountain water,
Am living on the edge as death mimics my life!
*insomniac me writes stuff like this*
Don't blame me for it :D
Got a lot of stuffs to update but am late now.