Taken Over by Sleep

Late at night, in empty mind

While loudest sounds
Makes me go wild
They make some sense
In terms of killing pain

When words won't matter
Eye contact breaks
No use in reading
Another's mind

Sense goes blank
Since lack of liquid
Black colored, sweet
Old - fashined drink

Pair of headphones
Make their purpose
Still can't find mine
Still standing by

Author's Note

...zzz...