Her head touched the pillow

She pulled the blanket over still low

But it led her to a dark cave

Cold and numb grave So she ran out tripping over

Catching breath in despair wove her

And finds where it was stuck despite

And wraps the blanket tight

But tied to a tree hanging upside down

With storming rush of blood all over around

She then backflips and stands on the ground bare feet

To sleep on the floor defeat

Daunting upon the night

The sun rises up bright

And her eyes haven’t been shut dead

All she wanted was to sleep in a warm bed.