Eyes wandering awake


                             Laying still; at 3.55 am.


Blue lights flow into my room, like  pouring wildflowers into warm milk!


                       Soft and sweet


                                     ...my thoughts are!


Music comes and connects with me,   like the micro dust sleeping on my windowsill.


                         Alleviates,
             all that I've been enduring!


                Leaving no space at all...


Ambiance cradles me tightly, with sleepy eyes till' morning comes


                             But...
                                        It turns 5.22 am



                                                 And...
                                                   It hits me...


   Leaving a chill to crawl inside my spine, and my hands to grow restless!


                             It hits me...
                                 hard


                That all of these songs...
                                  
                              They are about you....


             How you scared me then....

And I don't think I'll ever be the same .
                                   ...

                                              So I simply,
      
              Turned up the volume...
                                                  
                                   ...