I sit comfortable and cosy on my bed 

Piles of books and millions of thoughts running through my head

Curtains shut, my room pitch black 

Laying in silence, I feel my emotions attack

My eyes closed, mind ready to run from reality

Dreaming about flowers in a gallery

Fantasising a twinkling light

That's independent in the night 

I reach for the comfort of my mother 

But she left for another lover

I wonder if anyone will protect me like she did

But my mind wants to forbid

My thoughts sway leading the way

Like daisies dancing in a peculiar array

Rain echos fogging the once crystal glass

Leaving beads of water lying still on the grass

Alone in my past hoping to change at last

Finally the shower has ended

Leaving the tremendous torrent transcended