Layers of fear

I’m folding my eyelids.

There’s nothing to see ahead,

Only a straight road.

Choking on my own despair

I can’t move further.

Paper notes are flying around;

My dreams written on them

With a horrible handwriting

Will forever remain there.

The bubble of self-preservation

Is getting thicker and less transparent.

The moment you don’t see me through the layers of fear

Will be the end. The end of all.

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