I had a dream last night.

It was complete darkness.

My head was burning.

My legs felt weak.

My body curled up on the ground.

I was afraid.

I could not stop shaking.

I then saw a figure in front of me.

His scythe glowed ominously in the dark.

It suddenly felt cool.

My body felt light.

I could stand again.

There he is.

They told me to stay away from him.

To get the grim reaper out of my head.

I grew to accept him.

My eyes felt heavy.

My body leaned forward.

I'm falling.

The figure caught me.

His cold arms embraced me.

I fell in slumber.

My guardian angel.

...

I couldn't sleep.
So I drew this.
I simply love drawing big messy hair.
I'm turning in early now.
I'm going to meet my guardian angel again.
Good night.