The cello plays softy

The cello plays softy

The cello plays softy in the background
People are wondering all around
The keys of a computer dance like a piano
Sleep comes so ever slowly
Anger boils up
Pushing sleep away
Food will not stay down
Keeping sleep away
Going for walk in a storm of calmness
The trees look bare now
I live under the folds of death
Nature makes us stop and look
The air so cold and refreshing
Chilled to the bone
The strings of the cello a make beautiful sound
Loneness in an empty land
Keeping sleep away