Jumping into cold water

- “It’s like swimming in sweet water and screaming “I’m thirsty!” -

Since. The word I like my reminiscence to begin with. It’s drifting. Down an alley. My memory lane is on the back. Around the corner. Where was I? Lost! My thought is on an island, surrounded by pirates. Tossing and turning. The waves are high while the storm runs low. Whales are fine, while sharks mean fin. No end in sight. Horizon’s just a line in the wind. Jump or fly. I choose to swim. There’s no point of having just one right wing. Lightning. Strikes on my left. Leaving me paralyzed. Bull’s eye. Never has a treasure marked an X. Put me on a map. And you’ll see Y comes before Z. Sleep needs no reason. Sleep just needs to rest. I found the track to the train of my thoughts. That’s why I’ll come back with more rainy days on my board.

Seems like an endless night

- “Light is the brightest, when the night is the darkest.” -

I hope it’s going to be daylight soon. For too long I’ve been wandering in the darkness of the night. Deprived of light. I might just fall back to sleep. I’m tired. Sigh. This dilemma. Why? Stupid insomnia. Nice. Merciful sky. It’s my first dawn in months. What a bunch. White clouds are blushing by a wink of the sun. I push the curtains to the left so it can shine in right. My chocolate side. Though I like to bath in vanilla twilight and highlight my fairy, pale skin. The reason why I look like a fairy tale prince. A mirror. I brush my teeth as I try not to grin. Because my eyes look like they are on diet. Very thin.