Blankly gazing at the ceiling,
As I struggle sleeping,
Body nailed on the bed,
With dark grey clouds overhead.
Though weary I still can't sleep,
Observing the night gets so deep,
The sky shatters and rains shards of glass,
Noisily fragmented as it pass.
Rain drop, rain drops,
Like a loud clock that tick-tocks,
Blanket soaked by light drizzling,
Clammy skin by cold sprinkling.