Blank

The empty side

I watched

Eyes on the ceiling

A blink to darkness

Sleepless

Lying by the sides

All whites, with green below

Not the winter cold

Not the thin insides

Nothing to hide

Just never wanting it

Never wish to have the green

Without the outer white

Mind goes blank

The next moment

Goes wild

Wondering

Across the globe

Would the same

Holds true

Leave

Leaving

Left

Rather similar

Different impetus

The empty side

Remains empty

The mind goes blank

Yet again

Again

P.S. Yes, once a while, I love to write stupid stuff. plain stupidity.