The minutes of the clock in front of me blink like seconds
Slowly falling asleep, my blankets hide my pupils
At first there is just black
Then random colors begin to splat across my mind like a crazed artist with a blank canvas
Blue and red wage war to gain the control of my vision
A growing green circle pushes all color away, proving to be the most worthy
As my mind beings to grow tired of this battle, it travels to a new path
Images of art begin to rush through my head
I see a stary knight, a giant wave, or even an elephant
A desire to draw develops within me
But my hands cannot match the beauty created by my mind
My thoughts drift away as my brain shuts off, the sporadic thoughts dissapear
The shoulders of this brain are covered and a drool puddle forms
The color seeps out of my images until all I see is black once again...
That is until I begin to dream