the nights are longer than days
stars are tangled on a grey mist
trees shout winds that never were felt
nothing but darkness
there are no people anywhere
nothing but my body
suddenly, a storm came running after me
sharp lightnings everywhere
wild tornadoes in the air
I seek to run; my knees bleed
my feet ache, and my joint hurts
and I found myself on the cliff
nothing can help
no one can
and so I jumped
I fell
and the sky full of mist fell on me
all the winds, the storms and
everything fell on me
oh, sorry, I can't handle my anxiety