From the top of my head

From the top of my head,
i plainly write,
while lying on my bed,
try to say good night,
when i close my eyes,
my mind takes flight,
where i'm going,
i do not know,
the images i see,
slowly starts to grow,
from a dot in the distance,
to a glistening glow,
the image of a woman,
with her head in her hands,
the image on her face,
was filled with sorrow,
cos for her,
there's no tomorrow,
but old folks say,
reverse the meaning,
during the day..

From the top of my head,
guess i should go to bed...