Last Night

I always dream about those twinkled-eyes

Horned-being fell from the sky.

Asked me to be unconcerned by hanging

I refuse, so he is now nagging.

He told me about my friends

about leading them into dead-ends.

He told me about my family

about destroying them ruthlessly.

but, “everything will be fine”, said he

If I will trade my life by sleeping endlessly.

It’s so hard to dwell with fallen Angel

Forcing you to go to their home-hell.

He’s waiting for me every night

saying; it’s time to escape reality from my sight.

Since, I’m so sad, I’ve decided to fly

But seven hells! I wake up! so I sigh…