It's raining. I'm scared. I bury my head in the ground. The soft wet earth moves engulfing my whole head. Cold, I try to breathe beneath the organic dirt that fills the spaces in my nose, smelled the earthy scent until no more. Tingle, as the muddy water runs through my ears I feel the rain pouring on my body outside. Noises are behind. Comfortably hidden Yet these thoughts still linger.