Fucked Up

Last night, I tried every ways that I could do to close my eyes.

In the beginning, I listened to all the slow and whine playlists that I got. But not even a single song could take me to the Dreamland. Nothing but the way your voice sing me a lullaby to sleep.

Then, I read all the boring and nonsense fairytales that I got. But not even a single story could take me to the Dreamland. Nothing but the way you tell me a bed-time story.

Afterwards, I forced to close my eyes, hoping that darkness might give some helps. But instead of taking me to the Dreamland, I saw your shadow there, running away from me, further and further.

The next second, I was crying like a baby elephant, with my mouth was screaming desperately calling you to come back. But you never turned your head to me.

All of a sudden, I opened my eyes with such heavy breathes and my nose was bleeding. What was that? A dream? A nightmare? I didn't remember sleeping, but how could that possibly happen?

The next thing that I knew was that I felt so terrible. I couldn't settle my breath, it was like my lungs were stabbed over and over again. My nose couldn't stop bleeding. My body was in a damn fever and sweating all over, I even felt like I was about to blow up. My head was damn hurt I couldn't even think straight. I couldn't even move my feet. God I was so fucked up.

Yet still, all that I'm afraid of was losing you.