Laying down straing on the bed
Staring on the ceiling
The lights in the room was off
But it wasn't very dark
The moon is shining brightly that night
The street light never give up hope
Showing the direction for those walking back home late night
I heard the sound of bugs buzzing
Birds flying, but quitely
The wind blows swiftly
Fences moving, creating the quecking sound
I was unable to sleep
I felt tons of stone
Pressuring me on my chest
I am difficult to breath
Nor even talk a single words
The pain is greater and greater
I thought it is the end of the world
The rooster alarmed suddenly
Was it morning dy?
Oh gosh... sleepless night
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