Insomnia(Horror-punk-teatre)
You sit and stare, gray colors
You lie and see the patterns of the ceiling
You stand and look, window light
You start all over again
My legs are numb, my hands are numb
Memories and those also faded
Images are blurry, thoughts are not clear
Maybe I died?
The face is tirelessly silent, of course
Hands scream gently, of course
Legs laugh sadly, of course
Heart sank
Three seconds, I disappeared
Two seconds, I am resurrected
One second, I disappeared
What am I?