man are like candles
the more you turn them on...

I was like a wheel rolling,
Just rolling...

I don't know
My brain is not working...

Where have my dreams gone to?
I know that in a wake, I left them with my sleep...

Sometimes,
I chain my thoughts and lock my vision...

I slept counting sheep -
cheap stars on the ceiling creeping in...

Agony is a doll across the room.
She rests in a bed of pain...

There's a tiny pretty little girl with curls
who twirls and swirls her almost braided hair with...

In my dreams,
I built a castle with bricks...

I'm the night
shifting over to the day...

Settle, I thought it was settled with the ocean,
but the more I got deeper into its body of water...

It appears
people don't enjoy the beating of my heart...