This day travels within dense mist and woke this clearer sight as the birth of the night were seen... though my mind wandered like a stream beside, carressing a sigh... fading afar... closing me in, to astray. Still motionless I am, I carry the seeds of horror inside me. This pain... grows in me and try to reach the other side... infinity of dreams... and they all each side in me are listening myself and my mind blacken... fading like that gone sigh... and I fall... down into the stream...
sigh, carressing, stream, fading, blacken