Don’t text me at night as that is the time I dream. My illusions, my fears my hope come become themes.
Don’t text me at night because my thoughts run free. They fly into a mysterious wonderlands with only me to see
Don’t text me at night because I glide through the air, I visit people and dream of things not there.
Thoughts become things and they’re all in the making so dont text me at night because you could be mistaken
Don’t text me at night because it’s my time to cry. My time to unwind from despair that arised
Don’t text me at night because it’s my time to pray to see the green grass of a brand new day.
Don’t text me at night because I become someone else, reprogramming my thoughts to fit the new dress.
Don’t text me at night because it my time to breathe. To cope and gain a sense of relief
So this I say to some but many I mean, don’t text me at night unless you want me to scream..