Monday, November 3, 2014


Where to put the milion toughts that run through my mind every night? How to separate the good from the bad ones? Or maybe they're just running in my dream, a nightmare that keeps coming over and over again and wakes me every night at 4a.m. sharp... With eyes wide open in the dark I realise then it's even worst when I wake up because they turn into reality. No longer a nightmare, but a daymare. I find myself sitting alone on a bench, around me nothing but fear covered in darkness, no living soul to reach out for. Maybe I'm in a cemetery, maybe I'm dead and don't realise it, that's how my soul feels on the lonely bench in the middle of my fear... "Come out..", but nothing's moving. "Please..". But the only thing I am allowed to see are shadows standing still, shadows of my fears and horror, monsters lurking to grab my soul when I look away. "Don't blink, they'll grab you" as I wait for my wet eyes to turn into glass, my thoughts to turn into mist and my body to become stone...

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