The beauty of a sleep is ecstatic.
The raw beauty of the careless hair and a human body submerged in dreams and influence of things that is not in control.
The lack of control.
The lack of pretention is what makes sleep beautiful.
When you are in deep sleep you just can’t pretend because somewhere inside you.. your mind takes the control.
The real you starts reflecting inside your head as beautiful dreams and nightmares.
You face your demons,
You face possibilities..
And then you wake up again..
Put on the mask to prevent your rawness scare people.
To prevent your dreams speak.