An empty body
An interior discourse
I tried to convince myself to stay safe in my garden.
But I just shut myself off from the rest of the world. I've lied to myself too many times. I tried to close my eyes and feel nothing until I died inside.
I looked back and seeing open and closed tombs. I took a step back from you when I saw you. I run left and right, up and down like crazy,
until I saw you in a reflection between light and shadow. I'm looking into your eyes for the first time,
I can feel how your fear grows. Until now, you are not the same person you were just now. Is that so?