Dreams
I can not close my eyes for a while, because when I close my
eyes, I appear in this world again, that world is where I like
to be ... But ... I can not live there why? I can not answer
that question, I have no answer ... just know that this world
is perfect for me because it is cold, the sky is always white,
here all the time the rain pours down, the sun never shines,
here I know who I am, here only inhabit characters that come
out of my thoughts. That's what I love
most.