The feeling of my mind carrying the burden of all of the weight of the cement bricks hanging unwantedly from my eyelashes.

The sounds of the night reaccuring.. leaves me certain ill be chasing my dreams
Runing, drifting, but never unaware of my surrounding.

One sound, one peep, one ounce hitting the cold ground will have my pupils shrunk, staring blankly into a void, a capacity of infinity.
Its seems like a diffrent world laying there black. Alone Black.but yet with so many voices, or should isay memories, thoughts, plans. They all speak at once. But I want complete silence , iwant to be unaware. I want to dream