Treasures (Poetry Book Number Two)

Before I Sleep

Here I am, laying in bed
Staring at the ceiling above
The lights are already dead

I look around but everything's black
I wonder if this is my reality
Colours I will never have back

I say one single prayer
Please keep me safe tonight
Keep my dreams not worse but better

I close my eyes and drift to sleep
I know I'll see you in my dreams
A kind of memory I shall keep

Okay. I just tried doing this, and well, it ended up being stupid. And useless. And weird. And stupid. And dumb. Did I say stupid? Okay, and stupid.

But oh well. I just said what I was doing. *yawns* good night.

[contest tomorrow whut]

Z.